The Overmind of Earth, Part 1

Yesterday, Rome, Rei and MINIMCOM had returned Commander Ursay to his home in Amarante which was located in the place formely known as Portugal. Ursay told them that since they were now pardoned, they were welcome to remain on the Earth and live their. This offer was politely but firmly refused by Rome:

     “If I cannot dissuade you,” Ursay said, “will you do one more thing for me?”
     “Of course,” Rome replied. “What is that?”
     “Please connect to the Overmind again. He states that he has something else that he would like to share with you.”
     “Very well,” Rome said. “I will do it as we begin our trip home.”
     “Thank you,” Ursay said. “In that case, goodbye and good luck to you both.” He paused for a moment then continued. “I hope I get to see you again someday.”
     “Maybe,” Rei said. “We’ll need a little peace and quiet for a while before we think about it.” Ursay touched his fingers to his brow in a semi-salute.
     As soon as Ursay was clear, Rei reached over and pressed the blue stud to raise the ramp and lower the hatch. Rome pointed to the cockpit. She instructed her husband and son to make their way forward and make preparations for the journey home. After they were out of sight, she sat down on the floor of the cargo compartment, back against the wall. She closed her eyes, hugged her knees and opened up her connection.
     “Hello?” she thought tentatively.
     “Hello, Rome,” the Overmind replied. “Congratulations on your defeat of MASAL’s Sipre and the remaining Onsiras. Ursay tells me you are leaving behind some pills which will end their threat forever.”
     “Yes,” Rome answered. “I know it is hard to believe but this was actually MASAL’s wish.”
     “I know,” said the Overmind. “I know much more than you think.”
     “Fine,” Rome said. “But what is it that you wanted?”
     “There was something I elected not to share before. It was not relevant and frankly, I was not sure you were going to survive. It did not seem prudent to distract you with such an extraneous piece of information.”
     “What?” Rome asked.
     “During our previous conversation, I was continually probing your mind. I have one other piece of trivia for you which you may find not so trivial.”
     “Tell me,” Rome commanded impatiently. She could feel MINIMCOM’s EG lifters energizing as the starship prepared for takeoff.
     “Our genetic mapping did not stop when we arrived at Lacy Henry as she preferred to call herself.”

Why does this seem so ominous? We'll find out tomorrow.