Their world had been devastated. They could not investigate themselves.
They took hold of the Web and sent word vibrating across the strands of that otherspace.
— 90 —
Lupo glanced from the woman to Two and back. "Lieutenant, you're the most singleminded woman I've encountered since last I saw my mother."
"You've stalled me five days. I'm out of patience. Deliver those people."
It would be amusing if she was not so serious. "And if I can't?"
"I'll take them into custody myself. Using whatever force is necessary."
"Just four of you. I admire your confidence."
"Are you a moron, Provik?"
"I try not to be. Why?"
"There are four of us here. There are thirty-two Guardships out there."
"And you wonder why we love you." Lupo glanced at Two. She nodded. She, too, thought the woman serious.
"Lieutenant, I don't have those people. I doubt they exist. You won't believe me, so you're welcome to look to your little stone heart's content. As for Blessed Tregesser, Cable Shike, and Nyo Bofoku, the Chair says go screw yourself. Bring in thirty-two thousand Guardships."
That startled her. Then she shrugged. "They're of no consequence. You have till sixteen hundred hours to produce the aliens and the artifact." She walked out even though she needed a guide to get out of his office alive.
Lupo said, "That woman has balls that drag on the floor."
"She raised the stakes as high as they get."
"If we don't give in, we get wiped out. If we do, we get it anyway."
"So?"
"We've got nothing to lose. They've made their plan?"
"Yes. Shoot out the gravs on the north and east side of the High City so it'll crash into the Pylon. A diversion to cover them heading out. Where they'll go I don't know, and neither do they. The only one of them who gives a damn about staying alive is their alien."
"They're not putting that on? They don't suspect we see and hear everything?"
"They debug. But they don't have the technical sophistication to suspect beatup, standard bureaucratic wall paint."
"I'll bet they aren't gaming us. Get the family in here. And all the tapes. We've got six hours to fix this."
Jo started awake when AnyKaat touched her shoulder. "What?"
"Your Haget act worked. That Provik's assistant called. They've found our creatures. They'll deliver as ordered, except Amber Soul. They claim she can't be moved. Medical reasons. They're willing to prove it."
"You buy it?"
"Seeker does. He says she's been over the edge for three days. The only way these people would be able to cope would be to confine her. He wants to go."
"All right. Will you take him?"
"I figured it would be me."
"It's in your hands, Kez Maefele," Blessed said. "Make a commitment, one way or another. No more pretense."
He had not been fooling anyone. He glanced at the plain, impassive Mr. Provik, whose plain snare off that tag end had dealt the Guardships their worst hurt of the millennium. A master of improvisation.
Turtle saw the shadowed, twisted shape the thing would have to take. "Innocents will perish."
"Either way. For House Tregesser there's no choice. Who dies and where are all we can influence. We won't accept destruction stoically."
"I understand that. I realize you won't turn Lady Midnight over, especially since these people don't know her. I realize that if I don't agree, you will isolate me and allow one of my more fanatic brethren to assume my identity."
"I'd rather do that anyway. I don't want to risk you."
"I also see that this would not be possible were it not for Amber Soul's crisis."
"We still need to know where you stand."
"Blessed offered me supreme command. That is my price."
Provik exchanged glances with Blessed.
"A genuine commission, Mr. Provik. Not ‘Let's tell the alien what he wants to hear.' The alien is a dangerous beast."
"Give him what he wants," Blessed said. "The campaign—if there ever is one—will have to be carried out by Outsiders. They'd respond to a Ku better than they would to us."
Provik nodded. "But I can only speak for me, not for the Chair."
"You can't make Mother do whatever you want? Hell. If she gets stubborn, tell her I'll guarantee her freedom from worry about keeping the Chair."
Provik frowned.
"I'm eighteen. I'm not ready. I don't even want it right now. So what do I lose?"
"Not much. Kez Maefele. Where do you stand?"
"Committed till you cause the sword to turn in your hand. You must leave soon. I would like to ride with you and suggest some less bloody way of terminating your risk."
Provik nodded.
Jo did not like it. They were too cooperative. Either they were up to something or they had no idea of the Ku's value. In which case they were wondering why she was so determined to get him.
Damn it all! She was a soldier. She was not cut out for intrigue.
And that damned Seeker! He had to go complicate it by flat refusing to move his Lost Child for four months. She could not hang around here. WarAvocat needed to know what she had learned.
AnyKaat came in looking exhausted.
Jo said, "They'll be here soon. Anything I ought to know?"
"The Lost Child looked as bad as Seeker said. He said to tell you his people will remain friends of the Guardship fleet."
"What about the other two?"
"They got into a flitter with Provik. They left before I did. The story around the place—you got to see it to believe it, Jo—is that Blessed Tregesser is foaming at the mouth. He's so obsessed with the artifact he would've shot it out with Provik's security people if his mother hadn't intervened."
"What about the Ku?"
"What about him?"
"How did they act about him going?"
"Indifferent. He worked as a bodyguard. Staffers I talked to said the only reason the aliens were around was because they came with the artifact."
It fit. WarAvocat had talked about the danger of the Ku, but it was the artifact he wanted back.
Hoke stuck his head inside. "They're here."
Provik and his assistant were waiting with the Ku and artifact when Jo stepped outside. Provik looked irked. Always before he had been the soul of neutrality, if somewhat sarcastic. "Delivery as ordered," he said. "Two free citizens of Canon. And may I express the Chair's wish that you not grace Tregesser Prime with the honor of your presence any longer?" He climbed into his vehicle.
Jo glared, exasperated.
Provik's companion said, "Lupo had orders to say that. I have mine to extend his apologies, insincere as they are."
Don't let them bait you. "Apologies accepted."
"One thing. I know you people don't inconvenience yourselves with the forms and practices of the law, but to threaten mayhem in order to compel us to permit the abduction of a halfwit pleasure artifact and a senile alien makes no sense. What the hell are you doing?"
Jo glared. The woman was not intimidated. She smiled a thin smile. Jo said, "I am a Soldier." If she did not understand that, tough. "You two. Come with me." She beckoned the artifact and Ku.
Inside, AnyKaat said, "They don't like us much, do they?"
Jo shrugged.
"What now?"
"Now we find out if they're going to let us go." And if WarAvocat's emergency credit package was any good. She went to the comm and tried to make shuttle reservations. After several frustrating minutes she said, "AnyKaat, you try this. I'm either being jacked around or I don't know what I'm doing.'"
"Passage for seven, first available?"
"Yes."
AnyKaat came up with the same thing she had.
"They're jacking us around."
A woman came on. "Are you having difficulty with your booking, ma'am?"