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We could be putting down at Evalee Interstellar three hours from now if we wanted to." Kerim was laughing and crying together. "Oh, Gefty! I knew you would ..." "A fat lot I had to do with it!" Gefty leaned forward suddenly, switched on the transmitter. "And now let's pick up a live newscast. There's something else I ..." His voice trailed off.
"I was getting pretty angry with you," she admitted. "More or less with everybody. Then I applied for a transfer, and the application bounced from Evalee! I figured I'd had enough and that I'd just quietly clear out. So I did or thought I did." "Can't blame you," said Holati. Trigger said, "I still think it would have been smarter to keep me informed right from the start of what was going on."
A ship couldn't dive in such an area without risking immediate destruction; but the nets were painstakingly maintained insurance against a day when subspace warfare might again explode through the Hub. Trigger glanced over the diagrammed route ahead. Evalee.... Garth. A tiny green spark in the far remoteness of space beyond them represented Manon's sun. Eleven days or so.
"Remember the night we stopped off at Evalee on the way in from Manon?" "Yes," she said. "That big hotel!" "About an hour after you'd decided to hit the bunk," Holati said, "I portaled back to your rooms to pick up some Precol reports we'd been setting up." Trigger nodded. "I remember the reports." "A couple of characters were working on your doors when I got there.
It announced that the Dawn City would surface in fifteen minutes because of gravitic disturbances, and proceed the rest of the way to Evalee in normal space, arriving approximately five hours behind schedule. Rest cubicle passengers would not be disturbed, unless this was specifically requested by a qualified associate. Trigger turned her attention back to her viewer, feeling rather relieved.
On the screen of her secluded library, she presently watched a great port shuttle swing in from Evalee to meet the hovering Dawn City. It would bring another five hundred or so passengers on board and take off the few who had merely been making the short run from Maccadon to Evalee in style.
"So that's what the grabber business in the Colonial School yesterday was about...." He nodded. "It was their first try since the Evalee matter." "Why do you think they waited so long?" "Because they suspected you were being guarded. It's difficult to keep an adequate number of men around without arousing doubts in interested observers." Trigger glanced at the plasmoid.
"Did you people know," Lyad said, "that the trouble on the way between Maccadon and Evalee was caused by a catassin killing?" There was a touch of mischief in the question, Trigger thought. There were assorted startled responses. The Ermetyne went briefly over some of the details Quillan had told; essentially it was the same story. "And do you know, Belchik, what the creature was trying to do?
So could the top ranks of the Devagas hierarchy. Lyad, at the moment, could not. She did know that Trigger Argee's importance was associated directly with that of plasmoid 113-A. This information had been obtained from a Devagas operator, now dead. Not Balmordan. The operator had been in charge of the attempted pickup on Evalee.
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