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Updated: May 11, 2025
He had no idea that everything he said was going out on an Earth-wide hookup; or that many other planets, monitoring constantly all subspace channels, were hooking on. When he was finally released Captain French said, with a chuckle: "Off the air for a minute. You've no idea what an uproar this has stirred up already.
Gefty could hardly have said the same for himself. He was a qualified normspace and subspace pilot. He had put in a hitch with the Federation Navy, and for the past eight years he'd been ferrying his own two ships about the Hub and not infrequently beyond the Federation's space territories, but he had never heard of a situation like this.
Three hours later, the ship was well away from Luscious, traveling subspace, traveling fast. Trigger walked up into the control section. "Mantelish is still asleep," she said. They'd fed the professor a doped drink to get him aboard without detailed explanation and argument about how much of the lab should be loaded on the ship first.
It suited her appearance perfectly. "Only to the frivolous ones," Quillan said. His thick black brows went up. His face took on a dedicated look. "I'm headed for Manon on duty." She nodded. "Still with the Subspace Engineers?" "And with the rank of major by now," Quillan said. "Congratulations! But I'd already observed that your fabulous good fortune hasn't deserted you in the least."
"What equally mysterious event brought about its death on that strangely hideous structure it had built in subspace? What was it planning to do there? Etcetera." She smiled at Trigger. "Yes, very good!" "I saw they camouflaged out what was still visible of the original substation before they let in the news viewers," Trigger remarked. "Bright idea somebody had there!" "Yes.
In either case, the dive was seen by the Commissioner's watchers; and the proper conclusions sooner or later will be drawn from that." "Supposing they dive after her and run her down?" Trigger said. "They might! The Aurora is not an easy ship to run down in subspace; but they might. After some hours. It would be of no consequence at all, would it?"
Lyad had told them she'd dispatched the Aurora to stand guard over a subspace station where the missing king plasmoid presently was housed, until both she and the combat squadron from Tranest could arrive there. The exact location of that station had been the most valuable of the bits of information she had extracted so painstakingly from Balmordan.
If you hadn't been as psychic as I am, you'd've jumped clear out into subspace when a perfectly strange girl attacked you." "How do you know so much about me?" "I made it a point to. One of the juniors told me you're the only virgin officer in all space." "That was Eddie Thompson." "Uh-huh." She nodded brightly. "Well, is that bad?" "Anything else but.
So ... she'd get off the school grounds, take a tube strip into downtown Ceyce, step into a ComWeb booth, and call Grand Commerce transportation for information on the earliest subspace runs to Manon. She'd reserve a berth on the first fast boat out. In the name of let's see in the name of Birna Drellgannoth, who had been a friend of hers when they were around the age of ten.
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.
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