"Who knows?" Storm left the window long enough to fix himself a drink. "Maybe he died at Helga"s World. Maybe during the Fortress attack. Maybe during the chase afterward. Or maybe he got away. Sometimes I think he did."
McClennon finally selected a move. He offered a p.a.w.n trade. "Your move. Why"s that?"
"The Sangaree fleet the Starfishers engaged at Stars" End. That wasn"t just a Family raidfleet. A dozen Families must have gone in on the operation. Which should have meant chaos in the fleet"s command structure. But they were d.a.m.ned near as efficient as any human fleet."
"So?"
"So Deeth had a thing about organization and discipline. And he had the willpower and stubbornness and sheer insane vendetta spirit to put a thing like that together. I"m not saying it was him the Fishers fought. I"m just saying that fleet had his feel."
"Then you think you"re going around the circle again? That now it"s their turn to get revenge?"
"Maybe. There"s plenty of them left. If they could find a way to mate off Homeworld..."
"They"ve always had that, Mouse. Your move." Mouse accepted the p.a.w.n trade. "Your uncle Michael was conceived on Prefactlas. And he was no mule. They just need to overcome their prejudices."
Mouse dropped his drink. "Breeding slaves. Why didn"t I think of that? I wonder if Beckhart knows?"
"He knows everything. That"s his job. Drop him a reminder anyway, if it"ll make you feel better."
Mouse snickered wickedly. "For a minute I thought I was unemployed."
"For a while I"d hoped you"d quit. What now?"
"Polly is going to be here next week. Some kind of tour. She"s got our kid with her. Maybe we"ll skip over to the Fortress and see my brothers."
"You said..."
"He didn"t destroy it. He just killed everybody. Ben and Homer live there now. Couple of crazy old hermits. They keep the family business rolling. When"s Jupp going to get here?"
"Tonight, I hope. What do you think? Should I accept that offer from Ubichi?"
"Resign? Beckhart wouldn"t let you. There"s a war on, you know."
"Suppose he did?"
"Then walk carefully. Luna Command is watching them. The merc forces are gone. Now they"re looking for excuses to break up the company police forces."
"At least the companies are run by honest crooks, not sanctimonious bandits like Admiral Beckhart."
Mouse looked angry. He growled, "We"d better let the game slide. Call me if Jupp turns up." He stalked out of the room.
McClennon turned to stare at the night sky. Mouse conspired in the destruction of an entire Sangaree star system? That was a lot of revenge.
Norbon w"Deeth, are you out there somewhere? Are you polishing your guns, getting ready to come to town? Will the cycle continue round, and never mind the greater, more desperate struggle down toward the galactic core?
"Hate is the worst poison," McClennon muttered. "Mouse, your father was right when he told you to go back to Academy. You should have listened."