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That was all. She was now more than acting captain: she had command of a warship about to fight an alien fleet. This is impossible, she thought, touching the b.u.t.ton that set red lights flashing throughout the ship. She punched the ship"s intercom.
"Ensign Timran to the bridge." And, off intercom, to Bures, "Get one of Sa.s.sinak"s spare uniforms from her quarters and whatever else she might need. Get it up to Flight Two, fast."
More orders to give, evicting the Insystem Security monitor teams that had the weapons locked down, to Engineering to bring up the drives.
"Ensign Timran reporting, ma"am!"
He was very quick or he"d been lurking in the pa.s.sage outside. She hoped he would be both quick and lucky with the shuttle.
"Report to Flight Deck Two. You"ll be taking a small unit to the surface."
The admiral had said nothing about an escort, but whatever had happened to Sa.s.sinak, a few Wefts and marines couldn"t make things worse. When she looked at Currald he nodded.
"Ten should do it," he said. "Leave room for her and that Aygar, coming back." He picked up another comset and called his own adjutant.
"Yes, ma"am!" said Tim, eyes gleaming. "Do I have permission . . . ?"
"You have permission to do whatever is necessary to a.s.sist Commander Sa.s.sinak and get her safely ofiplanet at her command. Bures will have some things for you to take. Check with him."
He saluted and was off at a run. She hoped she"d done the right thing. Whatever had happened to Sa.s.sinak, if she was still alive, she would think she had a cruiser waiting for her. And now we"re leaving-I"m leaving, taking her ship, leaving her nothing but a shuttle.
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report to Flight Two. A loud squawk from the Station Dockmaster, demanding to know why the Zaid-Dayan was beginning undock without permission.
"Orders of Admiral Coromell," said Arly. Should she tell them about the Seti fleet? "We"ll be releasing one planetary shuttle."
"You can"t do that!"
"We"re releasing one planetary shuttle," she went on, as if she had not heard, "and request navigational a.s.sistance to clear your Station without damage." She punched the all-ship intercom and said, "Ensign Gori to the bridge."
"But our scans are showing live weapons ..."
That voice abruptly stopped, and an Insystems Security Force uniform appeared on one of the viewscreens.
"You are in violation of regulations. You are requested to cease and desist, or measures will be taken ..."
"Ensign Gori reporting, ma"am."
Not as quick as Tim, but eager in his own way.
"Ensign, the cap-Commander Sa.s.sinak said you knew regulations forwards and backwards." He didn"t answer, but he didn"t look worried, either. "You will discuss regulations with Insystems Security. We are withdrawing under threat of enemy attack, at the orders of a higher officer not in our direct chain of command." Gori"s lace brightened and his mouth opened. Arly pushed him toward one of the working boards, and said, "Don"t tell me, tell him."
Yet another screen showed Flight Two, with the hatch closing on one of the shuttles. As the launch hatch opened, the elevator began raising the shuttle. Arly could just see some part of the Station through the open hatch.
". . . no authorization for such deliberate violation," the Insystem voice droned on. "Return to inactive status at once or regulations will require that force be used."
Arly"s temper flared. "You have a hostile Seti fleet incoming," she said slowly, biting off" each word. "You have traitors letting them past the defenses. Don"t threaten me. So far I haven"t hurt the Station."
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Perhaps not all the Insystem Security were in the plot. This one looked as if he"d just been slugged.
"But. . . but there"s no evidence. None of the detector nets have gone off. .
"Maybe someone"s got his finger on the buzzer."
The shuttle cleared the Zaid-Dayans hull, and disappeared. Arly sent a silent prayer after it.
"If I were you, I"d start looking at the systems with redundancies."
By now, the Zaid-Dayan"s own powerful scans were unlocked. Nothing would show, yet. The enemy was too far out. Arly glanced around and saw that the regular bridge crew was now in place. It felt very strange to be in Sa.s.sinak"s place, while Tenant Yulyin sat at "Tier" board, and stranger to see that board mostly dark, after a"ship"s alert. She pointed to Gori, who transferred the Insystems Security channel to his board.
"Ensign Gori will stay in contact with you."
"Fleet Regulations, Volume 21, article 14, grants authorization to commanding officers of vessels on temporary duty away from normal Sector a.s.signment ..." Gori sounded confident, and as smooth as any diplomat.
Arly left him to it. The combination of a surprise Seti fleet and Gori"s zeal for regulations should keep trigger-happy fingers off the b.u.t.tons until they could get away and raise shields.
"Docking bay secure, Captain!"
Arly nodded to Engineering. Critical as the situation was, she could not justify destroying the Station to jump-start the Zaid-Dayan and bringing the insystem drive up was a delicate operation. Centimeter by centimeter they eased away from the Station, adding just enough thrust at first to let rotational inertia begin their outward spiral.
"Weapons still locked down," Yulyin reported, at the two-minute tick.
"Right. Sa.s.sinak and I did some fancy stuff" that should unkink by the time we can use them-" She wondered if this Ssli and that distant one were still in contact. And what was Dupaynil doing there? No time for that, though: her weapons had to come first.
274 McCajfrey and Moon She keyed in the code Sa.s.sinak had left with her, the captain"s access to the command computers, the master controls of all weaponry. Then she explained what they"d done, and as quickly crew and marines began scurrying around the ship to restore it to fall fighting capability. One hundred kilometers from the Station, Arly notched up the insystem drive.
So far, if the invaders were getting scan on her, she would look predictable. A rising spiral, the usual departure of a large ship from anything as ma.s.sive as a planet. Then she engaged the stealth gear, and the Zaid-Dayan pa.s.sed into darkness and silence, an owl hunting across the night.
FedCentral: Fleet Headquarters Coromell swung to face Lunzie. "I never thought of that My mind must be slowing!"
"What?" Lunzie hadn"t heard what Arly said, had only seen its effect in the changes on Coromell"s face.
"A Seti fleet, inbound-" He told her the rest, and began linking it to what they"d learned elsewhere. "This Iretan thing . . . you must have come very close to the bone somehow."
"Unless they had it planned and we just showed up in the middle of it."
"True. I keep forgetting you were sleeping away the past forty-three years. Like a time-bomb for them. Come to dunk of it, without the Iretan"s trial, the Winter a.s.sizes were mostly commercial cases this time. And nothing coming up before Grand Council but a final vote on some financial rules affecting terraforming. Not my field: I don"t know a stock from a bond."
"So if they wanted a quiet session, they could have arranged that . . . and we really are a time-bomb."
"Which they set for themselves, I remind you. Very fitting, all this is."
"If they don"t blow us away," said Lunzie. "That"s not Sa.s.sinak up there."
"She"d have left the ship to her most competent .
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combat officer. The best we can do now is make sure whatever was planned down here doesn"t work."
Lunzie was unconvinced. "But what can one cruiser do against a whole fleet?"
"Buy us time, if nothing else. Don"t worry about what you can"t change. What we"ll have to do is make sure Insystem has the alarm, and believes it, and get Sa.s.sinak out of whatever trap she"s in."
The tiny clinic attached to Fleet Central Systems Command had but one corridor that opened directly into the back offices of the Command building. Lunzie followed Coromell, noticing that the enlisted personnel looked as stunned to see him as he had looked when he heard about the Seti fleet.
"Sir? When did the Admiral arrive?" asked one, almost but not quite barring the way to the lift marked "Admiral"s use only."
"About thirty hours ago. Apparently our security confused at least a few people." He punched the controls and the lift door sighed open.
"But, sir, that commander . . . the murder ..."
"Put a lock on it, Algin. Who"s been speaking for us?"
"Lt. Commander Danish, sir. He"s up . . ."
But Coromell had closed the lift door, and now gave Lunzie a rueful smile.
"I knew that. But he doesn"t know that Dallish is the one officer here I really trust. His father and I were close friends, years ago. Dallish has been covering for me."
"Shouldn"t you have stayed under cover longer?"
"With Sa.s.sinak still accused of murdering me? No. Showing up alive should shake them up just as much as you shook the conspirators by waking up in the midst of their plot. Whoever thought he killed me will wonder who the victim was. And whoever sent the victim to take my place will wonder if we"re onto him. We soon will be."
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A younger man, whom Lunzie a.s.sumed was "Dallish," stood aside as they entered, then handed Coromell a sheaf of thin plastic strips. One wall had a window looking out across the city-Lunzie"s first live view of the hub of interplanetary government. It looked, to her, like any other large city. Below, a broad street had both slideways and vehicular traffic: bright blue and green monorail trains. She glanced around Coromell"s office again. The dark-blue flat-piled carpet that seemed to be favored by Fleet officers, a bank of viewscreens on the opposite wall, racks of datacubes, fichefiles, even a row of books bound in plain blue. "Lunzie!"
She looked away from a row of exquisitely detailed model ships, displayed against a painted starscape. Coromell and Dallish had tuned in one of the civilian news programs, now showing a view that Lunzie realized was the docking tube of a ship at Station. At first she did not hear whatever the news commentator was saying. Over the tube, the electronic display had gone from green to orange; the ship"s name Zaid-Dayan and status "Un-dock: Warning" blinked on and off A commentator stepped in front of the vicam, and Lunzie made herself listen to the sleek-haired woman with the professional frown.
"Most unusual behavior has prompted some to suggest that the missing captain of this dangerous ship may have been contaminated with a psychoactive agent, even a disease which has spread to crewmembers. We have just been informed that the Insystem Federation Security teams whose duty it is to ensure that these warships cannot fire their weapons at innocent civilians, these teams are being evicted from this ship. Even now," and the commentator"s head turned slightly so that Lunzie could see out-of-focus movement behind her, up the tube toward the ship. "I believe, yes, here they are, quite against their will ..."
Hands on heads, the men and women clumping down the length of the tube looked unhappy enough. Behind them were figures in ominous gray and green armor, helmets locked down, and very impressive-looking weapons in hand.
"Security team weapons," Coromell commented to Dallish. "Notice that? Their own are probably still locked up. They disarmed the warden teams." He sounded almost gleeful. "Probably Wefts, shifting on "em."
"Excuse me," the commentator was saying, thrusting her microphone into the faces of the first to exit, while the camera zoomed at them. "Could you comment on the mental stability of the crew of this ship? Is there any danger that they might turn ..."
"Bunch of flippin" maniacs!" snarled one of the men. He had a ripening bruise over one eye, and a split lip. "Gone totally bonkers, they have, hallucinatin" about invaders from the deep I"
"Krimsl" Dallish glanced at Lunzie and back to the screen. "If they take that line ..."
Coromell was already punching commands on his desk. Lunzie"s gaze flicked back and forth between him and the newscast. She found it hard to concentrate on either. Those exiting the ship had clumped around the newscaster and her crew; behind them, the camera barely showed something moving again in the tube.
Suddenly a loud squeal made everyone on the screen jump and they moved back. The camera focussed on alarge red hatch sliding across the tube opening, as the status board changed to "Undock: ACCESS CLOSED."
The news program shifted to someone in a studio.
"Thank you, Cerise," said a male "caster who then turned to the front. "As you can see, something ominous is going on with the Fleet heavy cruiser Zaid-Dayan, whose former captain, a Fleet officer named Sa.s.sinak, is sought in connection with a murder investigation on the surface of this planet. We have no explanation for the expulsion of the security teams or for the cruiser"s apparent intention to undock from the Station. ;.We have learned from sources close to the Federation Justice Department Prosecutor"s office that valuable evidence and a witness in the upcoming trail of the ^jheavyworlder conspirator Tanegli are also missing. Al- 278.
though we cannot speculate at this time on any connection between the two, our correspondent Li Tsan is standing by at the office of the Justice Department Chief Prosecutor, Ser Branik. Li, what can you tell us about the Justice Department"s reaction to this latest Fleet outrage?"
"Well, the Prosecutor isn"t saying anything. This situation is still too new. But we have heard suggestions that the Zaid-Dagan became contaminated with some kind of spore or viral particle, on die proscribed planet Ireta, which is affecting the mental processes of anyone exposed."
"And would that apply as well to the witnesses expected to arrive in the next day or so from the EEC vessel . . . the ... uh ... former co-governors, Kai and Varian?"
"It certainly could. We expect to hear that they may be quarantined and their transmitted testimony might well be scrutinized more closely. If such a disease did cause mental instability, that might even be a defense for the original alleged conspirators. Certainly Tanegli hasn"t appeared normally healthy in any of die interviews we"ve seen."
"NOI" Lunzie startled herself as well as Coromell and Dallish with that explosion. They stared at her. She got her voice back under control, choked down the less acceptable phrases she wanted to useT and said, "It"s ridiculous nonsense, and any doctor would know that at once. There"s no disease that could make Sa.s.sinak and Arly crazy after a brief exposure, that wouldn"t have affected the rest of us all those years. To the point where we couldn"t have survived, Tanegli is not some innocent overcome by alien spores. He"s as guilty as anyone could be, and I"ll see him convicted."
"Not if this goes on," Dallish said, pointing to the screen. He had turned the sound down, but Lunzie could see that the mouths were still moving.
"He"s right," Coromell said, putting down the comunit he"d been holding. "I can"t convince anyone to listen to me. Even those who believe I"m who I say I am. Someone"s put a lock on this thing, hard and fast. That," and he nodded at the unit, "was the a.s.sistant .
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Longscan Supervisor, and as far as he"s concerned there"s not a ship within a couple of light-years that he didn"t have logged for scheduled arrival months ago. That"s one I trust, normally as suspicious as I am, but he"s believing his machines and his outstation crews. And someone had already reached him, insisting that it was his duty to squelch any panic in the week before the ; Grand Council and Winter a.s.sizes open."
"Who?" asked Dallish. "I"ve never seen anything Mocked that fast. It was as if they had everything in place."
"Of course they would have," Coromell said. "Once they knew about their time bomb, about Ireta, they"d Start setting up ways to counter anything we could do. I"m suddenly becoming very suspicious about that hunting trip."