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Zusatztext “Vivid! sexy! and sharply written . . . a nonstop! white-knuckle tour of quantum physics! artificial intelligence! and the human heart.” —Nicola Griffith “A spiky! detailed! convincing! compelling page-turner! and the science is good too. Chris Moriarty is a dangerous talent.” —Stephen Baxter “Action! mystery and drama! set against some of the most plausible speculative physics I’ve seen.” —David Brin “Highly atmospheric . . . a hefty far-future exploration of AI! human cloning! class conflict and plain old-fashioned murder.” — Publishers Weekly Informationen zum Autor Chris Moriarty was born in 1968 and has lived in the United States, Europe, Southeast Asia and Latin America. A resident of Utah since 1994, Chris has trained horses for cattle ranches and hunting operations, and worked as a ranch hand, backcountry guide, freelance editor and environmental lawyer. Klappentext From a stunning new voice in hard science fiction comes the thrilling story of one woman's quest to wrest truth from chaos! love from violence! and reality from illusion in a post-human universe of emergent AIs! genetic constructs! and illegal wetware. . . . UN Peacekeeper Major Catherine Li has made thirty-seven faster-than-light jumps in her lifetime-and has probably forgotten more than most people remember. But that's what backup hard drives are for. And Li should know; she's been hacking her memory for fifteen years in order to pass as human. But no memory upgrade can prepare Li for what she finds on Compson's World: a mining colony she once called home and to which she is sent after a botched raid puts her on the bad side of the powers that be. A dead physicist who just happens to be her cloned twin. A missing dataset that could change the interstellar balance of power and turn a cold war hot. And a mining "accident" that is starting to look more and more like murder. . . . Suddenly Li is chasing a killer in an alien world miles underground where everyone has a secret. And one wrong turn in streamspace! one misstep in the dark alleys of blackmarket tech and interstellar espionage! one risky hookup with an AI could literally blow her mind. Leseprobe ENTANGLEMENT Quantum mechanics is certainly imposing. But an inner voice tells me that it is not yet the real thing. The theory says a lot, but does not really bring us any closer to the secret of the Old One. I, at any rate, am convinced that He does not play at dice. --Albert Einstein God may not play at dice, but She certainly knows how to count cards. --Hannah Sharifi They cold-shipped her out, flash-frozen, body still bruised from last-minute upgrades. Later she remembered only pieces of the raid. The touch of a hand. The crack of rifle fire. A face flashing bright as a fish's rise in dark water. And what she did remember she couldn't talk about, or the psychtechs would know she'd been hacking her own memory. But that was later. After the court-martial. After jump fade and the rehab tanks had stolen it from her. Before that the memory was still crisp and clear and unedited. Still hers. After all, she'd been there. Li knew Metz was going to be big as soon as she met the liaison officer TechComm sent out to brief her squad. Twenty minutes after Captain C. Xavier Soza, UNSC, hit planet surface he'd gone into anaphylactic shock, and she was signing him into the on-base ER and querying her oracle for his next-of-kin list. Allergies went with the uniform, of course. Terraforming was just a benign form of biological warfare; anyone who had to eat, breathe, or move in the Trusteeships got caught in the crossfire sometime. Still, no normal posthuman was that fragile. This time TechComm had sent out a genuine unadapted Ring-bred hu...
