The recall device sat on the bar that divided up the open-plan apartment, splitting the kitchenette off from the dining table and corner sofa beyond. Maximillia reached for it. It shouldn’t have been there. She’d only made the one, not counting the prototype, and even then both were safely locked away in the High-Energy Annex-A lab of the college's theoretical physics hall. As head of the department (the youngest on recor...