" He read through the resume quickly, glancing through her personal material to concentrate on her professional record." He read through the resume quickly, glancing through her personal material to concentrate on her professional record. It was more than a little impressive. Six years with Pendor Naval Engineering, experience with a variety of FTL drives, including his own. According to the resume, she also had experience with computers of non-Pendor manufacture, a rarity even in Terra- controlled space, and a skill he could use. "Well, computer, do I hire her, or a crook?" There was no answer; David had decided long ago that he disliked the idea of an AI running his ship for him, especially since almost all AIs were Pendorian in origin and were rumored to have divided loyalties. The fact that he had a computer of Terran manufacture sometimes earned him strange looks at customs points because usually only pirates and smugglers used them. After a few seconds of thought he hit the 'T' button. The telephone light came on, and he waited. The screen blinked, and the text of the resume was replaced with a live picture of a tired and disheveled Mephit. "Hello?" she asked quietly. "Dennielle Satpulov? I'm Captain David Elohim, of the Rat's Asking. You applied for the position of chief engineer on my ship. |