Résultats pour "Inside" dans Technothrillers

The year is 2381. The place is Urban Monad 116 of the constellation Chippitts. The population of this one-thousand storey super-structure is 800,000+ and always growing. After two centuries of ruthless, selective breeding, the essence of life is to be blessworthy and to multiply; to afford one's neighbours any type of sexual fulfilment and, above all, to avoid the evil of frustration. But, within this seemingly blissful vertical world there are individuals who feel such perverse desires as a longing for privacy, a wish to descend from the heights, to walk on earth and bask in the sunshine.

When intelligence analyst Ethan Briar is drawn into a covert mission on the windswept Isle of Skye, he enters a world where nothing is as it seems. An abandoned supercomputer, a defector's warning, and the specter of a long-buried betrayal set the stage for a high-stakes investigation with global implications.

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It’s one of America's most esteemed weapons research laboratories. It’s physical and cyber security are impenetrable. To steal information from it, you need someone on the inside. Jim Mueller works at this laboratory and thinks he's no one important, just another cog in the wheel. But his past, present, and access to sensitive information are all connected, and a trap is set by people with deep pockets and plenty of resources. The lengths to which they are willing to go are beyond imagining.

Henry, a brilliant but reclusive engineer, has achieved the crowning discovery of his career: he's created an artificially intelligent consciousness. He names the half-formed robot William. But there's something strange about William. It's not that his skin feels like balloon rubber and is the colour of curdled milk, nor is it his thick gurgling laugh or the way his tongue curls towards his crooked top teeth. It is the way he looks at Henry's wife, Lily. Henry created William but he is starting to lose control of him.