She made a point of going over to Yanni after the services, catching his arm, thanking him for his support and making sure the whole Family saw that.
Making sure that the whole Family knew Yanni was not out of the running in future, in her time. "I know what you're doing," she said fervently, careless of just who could hear, knowing some would. "Yanni, I won't forget.
Hear?"
She squeezed his hand. Yanni gave her a lookas if he had not believed for a second it was more than a salve to his pride and then caught on that it was altogether more than that, in that subtle way such indicators passed in the Family.
Not a word said directly. But there were witnesses enough. And Yanni was profoundly affected.
Hers, she reckoned, when it came down to the line, in the same way Amy and Maddy and the younger generation were.
And others in the House would see the indicators plain, that she had declared herself on several fronts, and started making acquisitions, not on a spoils system for the young and upcoming, but for a passed-over senior administrator who enjoyed more respect in the House than he himself imagined.
Signal clearly that Yanni was hers and let Yanni collect his own following: Yanni took no nonsense and let himself be taken in by no one. Yanni had stripped his own daughter of authority when she had abused it, and favored no one except on merit: that was his reputationwhen Yanni thought of himself as a simple hardnosed bastard.
Yanni had some reassessing to do. Figure on that.
Yanni was not going to be taken in by the bootlickers and the Stef Dietrichs in the House or elsewhere.
He had been one of maman's friends. She thought with some personal satisfaction, that maman would approve.
iv
She took the outside walk back to the House, around the garden wall, toward the distant doors: it was, thank God, quiet, after the pressure of the interviews. Damn Victoria, she thought, and reckoned that Maddy had wanted to sink out of sight.
"Do you wonder why we do such things?" she murmured to Florian and Catlin. "So do I."
They looked at her, one and the other. Catlin said, in Florian's silence: "It's strange when someone dies. You think they ought to be there. It was that way in Green Barracks."
Ari put her hand on Catlin's shoulder as they walked. Memories. Catlin was the one who had seen people die. "Not slowing down, are you?"
"No, sera," Catlin said. " I don't intend to be talked about."
She laughed softly. Count on Catlin.
Florian said nothing at all. Florian was the one who would have taken in every signal in the crowd; and work over it and work over it to make it make sense. Florian was the one who would worry about the living.
"He's gone," Ari said finally, at the doors. "Damn, that is strange." And looked at Florian, whose face had just gone quite tense, that listening-mode that said he was getting something attention-getting over the Security monitor. One or the other of them was always on-line.
"Novgorod," Florian said. "Jordan Warrickhas declared his innocence He sayshe was coerced. Reseune Security is issuing orders to place him in detention"
Ari's heart jolted. But everything came clear then. "Florian," she said while they were going through the doors, "code J Red, go. We're on A; go for Q and we're Con2."
Make sure of Justin and Grant: Catlin and I are going for Denys; get home base secure and stay there; force permitted, but not as first resort.
That, before they were through the doors, while a Security guard whose com would not be set on that command-priority gave them a slightly puzzled look at their on-business split-and-go.
"They're not saying much," Catlin said as they went.
"Out to the news-services?"
"That, first," Catlin said. "Com 14 is loaded with incomings."
Reporters at the airport, at the edge of a major news event and hemmed in by an anxious, noncommunicative Security.
"Damn, is Denys on it? What in hell is he doing?"
Catlin tapped the unit in her ear. "Denys is still in the lab; Base One, relay Base Two transmission? Affirmative, sera. He's sent word to defer all questions; he's saying the charges are a political maneuver, quote, ill-timed and lacking in human feeling. He says, quote, the Family is returning from the funeral and people are out of their offices: Reseune will have a further statement in half an hour."
"Thank God," she said fervently.
Denys was awake. Denys was returning fire.
Damned well about time.
v
It was a good day to stay home, Justin reckonedgiven the situation in the House, given a general unsettled state in Security now that its chief was dead:
I don't want to be alarmist, Ari had said in a message left on the Minder, but I'd be a lot easier in my mind if you and Grant didn't go anywhere you don't have to for the next few days work at home if you can. I'm going to be busy; I can't watch everything; and Security is confused as hella little power struggle going on there. Do you mind? Feel free to attend the services. But stay where people are.
I'll take your advice, he had messaged back. Thank you. I know you have a lot to take care of right now. I don't think our presence at the services would be appropriate, or welcome to his friends; but if there should be anything Grant or I can do in the wing to take care of details, we're certainly willing to help.
She had not asked anything of themhad more or less forgotten them, Justin reckoned, small wonder with the pressure she was under. The news was full of speculations about Denys' health, about the political consequences of Reseune yielding up the seat Reseune had held on Council since the Foundingabout whether the Centrists could field a viable candidate inside Science, or whether Secretary and now Proxy Councillor Lynch had the personal qualifications to hold the party leadership which Giraud had held.
"There's nothing wrong with Denys' health," Grant objected, the two of them watching the news in the living room.
"I don't know what he's about," Justin said. And trusting then to the freedom Ari swore they had from monitoring: "But losing Giraud is a heavy blow to him. I think it's the only time I've ever felt sorry for Denys."
"They're doing that PR," Grant said; then: "Denys had to get Ari's backing, isn't that ironic as hell?"
"He's whata hundred twenty-odd?and that weight he carries doesn't favor him. He'd be lucky to see ten, fifteen more years. So he has to have Ari's agreement, doesn't he?"
"It's not going to work," Grant said.
Justin looked at Grant, who satthey had found a scattering of red and blue pillowsin a nest at the corner of the couch, his red hair at odds with half of it.
"Denys has to set the pattern," Grant said, "has to give him that foundation or there's no hope for Giraud. I firmly think so. Yanni may have known their father in his old age, but Yanni's much too young to dp for Giraud what Jane Strassen didnot mentioning how they've treated him"
"He owes them damned little, that's sure enough."
"And there's always the question what's in and not in those notes Ari-younger got from her predecessor," Grant said. "I think Ari knows a lot she's not putting in those notes. I think our Ari is being very careful what she tells her guardians."
"Ari says sometimesnot everything was necessary."