“One minute will be enough.” Brachis put his pencil viewer back in his pocket. “Mondrian and I have the responsibility for training the Pursuit Teams. If we do a bad job, and the Morgan Construct wipes out the teams, we get the blame. But not just us — all humans, in the minds of the Stellar Group. The training responsibility will not really be Dougal MacDougal’s fault, or yours. But as ambassador, he’ll feel the worst heat, and you are next in line. Do you want that?”
“You’re sneaky as Mondrian.”
“I take that as a compliment.”
“It wasn’t one.”
“And my two minutes are up.” Brachis was glancing at his watch. “I guess I have to stop and get out.”
“Don’t bait me, Luther. Get on with it. You’ve never seen me nasty.”
“I dread the day. The big problem is this. How do you train a group to seek out and destroy a Morgan Construct, when you don’t have one and they’ve never seen anything like one? Build another, to use for training?”
“Never. That idea would be vetoed by the Ambassadors instantly.”
“Right. Even if we knew the complete construction methods, which we don’t. So we have to go with the next best thing. We use some other form, something that looks and acts like a Morgan Construct, but isn’t one.”
“Logical. But still nothing to do with me.”
“Suppose that you, and you alone, were in possession of such a thing? An Artefact, or rather, a set of ten identical ones, for use in Pursuit Team training. Unable to harm a human or other intelligent life form.”
“Now you sound like Livia Morgan.”
“And she was wrong. I know that. But there is really no comparison. She was working right at the frontier of what can be done, while the rules and technology for manufacture of Artefacts are well-established even if they are restricted to Earth. And we can run these creatures through every environment we like, for as long as we like, until you are convinced that they are perfectly safe. Then you tell Ambassador MacDougal that you — and you alone — have the answer to all the problems of practical Pursuit Team training. You get all the credit. That’s my pitch.”
“No. It’s less than half of it. Do you have these Artefacts?”
“I would not be here otherwise. They are available now, packed away in suspended storage.’
“Where?”
“I didn’t hear that, Lotos. But if you could arrange for me to be reinstated at the same level as Mondrian, with equal authority in the Anabasis, my hearing might improve.”
“That’s what I was waiting for. That’s the second half of your pitch. It can’t be done.”
“No?” Brachis stood up. “Then I guess I’m on my way.”
“Sit down, Luther. I’m interested, but you have to realize what you’re asking. You know Dougal MacDougal as well as I do. So I’m supposed to make him persuade the other three Stellar Group ambassadors to change their minds, when he can’t even look at the Angel Ambassador without having a nervous breakdown? How do you propose I do that?
“MacDougal doesn’t have to talk them into anything. All he has to do is send them a message, revealing that I had a bigger hand than he thought in the original fiasco. According to their crazy logic, if I’m as guilty as Mondrian we’ll share equal responsibility for clearing up the mess.”
“That’s the most stupid thing I ever heard.”
“Almost as stupid as the original decision to put Mondrian in charge. It will work.”
“Suppose it does. How do I know I’ll get credit for the Artefacts?”
“No one else will be asking for credit. I’ll deny involvement if I’m asked.”
“And how do I deal with Esro Mondrian when he finds out he’s not top dog any more?”
“He won’t blame you, he’ll blame the Stellar Group. You sound like you’re afraid of him.”
“Of course I am. I’m not a fool, Luther.” Lotos showed an even display of pearly teeth — a smile, to anyone who did not know her. “You are a simpler soul, Luther. When you don’t like somebody, you do your best to kill them on the spot. With friend Esro, people who get in his way die smiling and never feel the wound. If he has six different agendas going, I can never guess more than four or five of them. He manipulates you, he manipulates me, he manipulates everybody. You and Mondrian are both dangerous men. But I like you a lot better.”
“You’re too kind.”
“I mean it. You are ambitious. He is driven. You are dangerous like a bear. He is like a snake.”
“And what kind of animal are you?”
“Need you ask?” The innocent eyes widened. “I’m a sweet little honey-bee. All I ask is a little nectar from each flower, with no harm to anyone.”
“You’ll get lots of nectar from this one.”
“Perhaps. I like what I’ve heard, but I have to take routine precautions. For example, what’s to stop Mondrian from arranging for a supply of these same Artefacts, once he knows that they exist? He knows Earth well, better than either you or I. For that matter, what’s to stop you from doing the same thing? You know the source, and I don’t, and once I’ve done my part of the deal I have no protection.”
“I have a way to reassure you fully on that question. When the ten Artefacts are in your possession, there will be no others. I’ll show you why — when everything else is settled.”
“With that understanding, you have a deal. I’ll set up the preliminaries. Ambassador MacDougal is busy with an Adestis safari — ” she waited for the snort of disgust from Brachis ” — but I should be able to see him by the end of the day. I’ll be in touch with you after that.”
She stood up, but now it was Luther Brachis who remained in his chair. “There is one thing more. A detail, but without it there can be no agreement.”
“For God’s sake, Luther. Drop the other shoe — and it had better be a small one.”
“I want Solar citizenship arranged for someone. Fast.”
“From one of the colonies? That takes time, even for me.”
“Not from the colonies. From Earth.”
“Then it’s easy. Who is he?”
“She. It’s a woman, Godiva Lomberd.”
“Why citizenship? Why not just a visitor’s visa?”
“I propose to engage in a contract with her.”
“Sweet charity.” Sheldrake’s face took on something close to a real expression. “A contract! What a day this is turning out to be. First you offer Artefacts, which used to turn your stomach at even the thought. Then it’s Luther Brachis, the invincible, with an Earth-woman. You must have told me fifty times that nothing good ever comes from Earth. You even had me persuaded of it. And now — a contract! My opinion of you must be revised. You are not a bear, you are a blind mole.”
“Insult does me no harm. But you will arrange for her citizenship?”
“If the Artefacts are what you claim.” Lotos Sheldrake glanced at the notebook on her desk. “We need to talk timing. I believe that everything I need to do can be finished within five days or less.’
“Then that’s when you will get the Artefacts. And the next day, Godiva Lomberd must link up from Earth.”
“It will be done.” Lotos moved with him toward the door. “And when she is here, I have a request: bring her to see me. I am curious to meet the one woman in the system who can make Commander Luther Brachis go soft in the head.”
“Do you have it with you?”
King Bester nodded and patted the bag that he was carrying. “Every last crystal.’
“Then come in.” The heavy outer door closed, shutting out the night sky of Earth, and the Margrave led the way to his private study. Bester had never been there before, and he stared around with open curiosity. It was a room that had been decorated with immense care, somehow blending to one harmonious whole the Qin dynasty terracotta horsemen, the Beardsley early prints, the original Vermeers and van Meegerens, and the computer art. In one corner, shielded from direct light, stood the bulbous form of Sorudan.