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Updated: May 17, 2025
Unless, because they were aboard the Patrol cruiser, the officers didn't think a closer confinement was necessary. Yet the Hunter wasn't acting the role of prisoner very well. In fact he perched on a wall-flip seat with the ease of one completely at home, accepted the viv-root Vye had refused. "So you won't make a tape," he asked cheerfully. "You act as if you want me to!"
And he planted Rovald on me as a check. But I didn't know Yactisi was a plant, also." The Patrol officer smiled. "Insurance," he waved the viv-root, "just insurance." "What we didn't foresee was this complicating alien trouble. You were to be collected as the castaway, brought back to the Center and then, once Wass was firmly enmeshed, the Patrol would blow the thing wide open.
Vye was so completely baffled by this odd turn of action that his voice came out almost plaintively. "Seeing as how a great deal of time and effort went into placing you in the position where you could give us that tape, I must admit some disappointment." "Give us?" Vye echoed. The officer removed the viv-root from between his lips. "Tell him the whole sad story, Hume." But Vye began to guess.
He brought a viv-root case from an inner pocket, offered a choice of contents to Vye, who gave an instant and suspicious refusal by shake of head. The officer selected one of the small tubes, snapped off the protecto-nib, and set it between his lips for a satisfying and lengthy pull.
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