Part 42 (1/2)

That made a lot of things she was thinking fall into place. Click. She walked along with her hands in her pockets and said: ”And if you don't know all those things, it's more than getting caught; it's not knowing what one to grab next. There's things that run all over Reseune, there's what his partners are going to do, there's who's friends and who's not, and who's going to take Hold of things, and we can't do that. ”

”I don't know, ” Florian said. ”You'd have to know those things, sera, we wouldn't. I know we could Get one, maybe two, if we split up, or if we could get the targets together. That's the main ones. But it's not near all the ones that would be after us. ”

They reached the fishpond. Ari knelt down at the edge of the water and took the bag of fish-food out of her pocket. Catlin and Florian squatted beside her. ”Here, ” she said, pa.s.sing them the bag to get their own, and then tossed a bit into the water for the white one that came up, from under the lilies. White-and-red was almost as fast. She watched the rings go out from the food, and from the strike, and the lilies swaying. ”He's not easy, ” she said finally. We can't Get everything. There are too many hook-ups. Connections. He's important; he's got a lot of people, not just in Reseune, and what he's got- Security, for one thing. I don't know what else. So even if he was gone-” It was strange and upsetting to be talking about killing somebody. It didn't feel real. But it was. Florian and Catlin really could do it. She was not sure that made her feel safer, but it made her feel less like things were closing in on her. ”-We'd still be in trouble.

”Also, ” she said, ”they could Get my maman and Ollie. For real. ” They didn't understand that part, she thought, because they had never had a maman, but they looked at her like they took it very seriously. ”I'm afraid they could have. They're at Fargone. I sent letters. They should have got there by now. Now I'm not sure-” Dammit, she was going to snivel. She saw Florian and Catlin look at her all distressed. ”-I'm not sure, ” she said in a rush, hard and mad, ”they ever got sent. ”

They didn't understand, for sure. She tried to think of what she had left out they had to know.

”If there is an Enemy, ” she said, ”I don't know what they want. Sometimes I thought maman left me here because it was too dangerous to go with her. Sometimes I thought she left me here because they made her. But I don't know why, and I don't know why she didn't tell me. ”

The azi didn't say anything for a minute. Then Florian said: ”I don't think I'd try to say. I don't think Catlin can. It's CIT. I don't understand CITs. ”

”CITs have connections, ” she said. It was like telling them how to Work someone. She felt uneasy telling them. She explained, making a hook out of two fingers to hook together. ”To other CITs. Like you to Catlin and Catlin to you and both of you to me. Sometimes not real strong. Sometimes real, real strong. That's the first thing. CITs do things for for each other, sometimes because it feels good, sometimes because they're Working each other. And sometimes they do things to Get each other. A lot of times it's to protect themselves, sometimes their connections: connections are a lot more in danger, sometimes, if you don't let your Enemy be sure where each other, sometimes because it feels good, sometimes because they're Working each other. And sometimes they do things to Get each other. A lot of times it's to protect themselves, sometimes their connections: connections are a lot more in danger, sometimes, if you don't let your Enemy be sure where your your connections are, and whether some of them are to people he's connected to. Like building-sticks. ” connections are, and whether some of them are to people he's connected to. Like building-sticks. ”

Wide, attentive stares. Anxious stares. Even from Catlin.

”So you can Work somebody to make them do something if you want to, if you tell him you'll hurt him or hurt somebody he's connected to. Like if somebody was going to hurt me, you'd react. ” While she was saying it she thought: So it's maman they must want something out of, because maman's important. If that's true she's all right. They're Working her with me. So it's maman they must want something out of, because maman's important. If that's true she's all right. They're Working her with me.

It couldn't be the other way. They haven't told me they'd hurt maman.

Could that be?

But they're Olders, like Florian says, and they always know more and they don't tell you everything you need.

”That's one way to Work people, ” she said. ”There's others. Like finding out what they want and almost doing it and then not, if they don't make you happy. But maman wouldn't leave me just for something she wanted. ”

Would she?

Is there anything she would want more than me?

Ollie?

”There's ways to Get someone that way, ” she said, ”instead of just Working them. You get them to get in trouble. It's not real hard. Except you have to know-”

What can get Giraud in trouble?

What could I get instead if I could Work him like that?

”-you have to know the same things: who are they, how many are there, what have they got? It's the same thing. But you can find out by Working them a little little and then watching what they do. ” and then watching what they do. ”

Their eyes never left her. They were learning, that was what, they were paying attention the way azi could, and they would never ask questions until she was done.

”Me, ” she said, thinking carefully about how much she was giving away, ”I don't give anybody anything I don't have to. They take Nelly in and they ask her stuff and she'll tell them right off. I can't Work that. I wish I could. But if they try to take you, I'll Work them good. It's easier. Uncle Denys said you're mine. So if Security tells you to go to hospital, you go right to me first. That's an order. All right?”

”Yes, sera. ” One movement, one nod at the same time.

”But, ” Florian said, ”we're not like Nelly. n.o.body but you can give us orders. They'd have to go to you first and you have to tell us. That's the Rule, because otherwise we're supposed to Get them. ”

She had not known that. She had never even suspected that. It made her feel a lot better in one way, and feel threatened in another. Like everything had always been a lot more serious than she had thought. And they had always known. ”If you come to me, I'll tell them no. But they're stronger than you are. ”

”That's so, ” Catlin said. ”But that's the Rule. And they know it. n.o.body else's orders. ”

She drew a long breath. ”Even if uncle Denys is a Super. ”

”Not for us, ” Catlin said. ”You told us mind him. And Nelly. We'll do that. But if it's any big thing we come to you. ”

”You come to me first after this, if it's anything more than a 'pick that up. ' You don't go anywhere they tell you and you don't go with anybody they tell you, until after you tell me. ”

”Good. If you tell us that, that's the Rule. ”

”You be sneaky about it. Don't fight. Just get away. ”

”That's smart. That's real good, sera. ”

”And you don't ever, ever tell on me, no matter who asks. You lie if you have to. You be real smooth and then you come and tell me what they asked. ”

”Yes, sera. ” Both of them nodded, definitely.

”Then I'll tell you a big secret. I never tell anybody everything. Like on my exam this morning. I could have put down more. But I won't. You don't let anybody but me know what you really know. ”

”Is that a Rule?”

”That's a big Rule. There's a boy named Sam: I used to play with him. He's the one that gave me the bug. He's not real smart, but everybody likes Sam-and I figured out it's easier to be be Sam most of the time. That way I can get a lot of people to be nicer: that way even stupid people can understand everything I need them to if I'm going to Work them. But they can't know you're not like that, you can't let them find out from anybody. So you do it all the time. I learned that from Sam and uncle Denys. He does it. He's smart, he always uses little words, and he's real good at getting points on people. That's one thing you do. You don't want them to know you're doing it unless that's part of the Working. And we don't. So here's what we do. We start being real nice to Giraud. But not right off. The first thing we do is shake him up. Then we let him yell, then we act like he yelled too much, then we get him to do something nice to make up for it. Then he won't be surprised when we start being nice, because he thinks he's Working Sam most of the time. That way I can get a lot of people to be nicer: that way even stupid people can understand everything I need them to if I'm going to Work them. But they can't know you're not like that, you can't let them find out from anybody. So you do it all the time. I learned that from Sam and uncle Denys. He does it. He's smart, he always uses little words, and he's real good at getting points on people. That's one thing you do. You don't want them to know you're doing it unless that's part of the Working. And we don't. So here's what we do. We start being real nice to Giraud. But not right off. The first thing we do is shake him up. Then we let him yell, then we act like he yelled too much, then we get him to do something nice to make up for it. Then he won't be surprised when we start being nice, because he thinks he's Working us. us. That's how you Work an Older. ” That's how you Work an Older. ”

”That's sneaky, ” Catlin said, and actually grinned.

”I'll tell you another secret. I've been counting What's Unusuals. It's Unusual that people Disappear. It's Unusual that maman didn't tell me she was going or even say goodbye. It's Unusual Nelly goes to the hospital all the time. It's Unusual a CIT kid has two azi to Super. It's Unusual I have to get my blood tested every few days. It's Unusual I go to adult parties and other kids don't. It's Unusual I'm so smart. It's Unusual you're on a job when you're still kids. I'm still counting the Unusuals. I think there's a lot of them. A whole lot. I want you to think and tell me all the ones you know. And tell what you can do to find out stuff without getting caught. ”

vi The plane touched and braked and rolled toward the terminal, and Grant gave a sigh of profoundest relief, watching it from the windows.

There was still a lot to wait through: there was a Decon procedure for anything coming in from the other hemisphere, not just the pa.s.sengers having to go through Decontamination, but the luggage had to be treated and searched, and the plane itself had to be hosed down and fumigated.

That was starting when Grant left the windows and walked over to the Decon section and stationed himself outside the white doors, hands locked between his knees, flexing and clenching-nervous tic, that. You have a lot of tension, a Supervisor would tell him, who saw it.

A Supervisor could say that about any CIT anytime, Grant reckoned. Flux-thinking bred it. Azi-mindset said: there's not enough data to solve the problem, and the sane and sensible azi filed it and blanked out to rest or worked on another problem. A CIT threw himself at a data-insufficient problem over and over, exploring the flux in his perceptions and shades of value in his opinions, and touching off his endocrine system, which in turn brought up his flux-capable learning-which hyped the integrative processes in the flux. He was doing too much of it lately for his liking. He hated the stress level CITs lived at.

And here he was sitting here worrying about four and five problems at once, simply because he had become an adrenaline addict.

The white doors opened. Part of the crew came out. They ignored him and walked on down the hall.

Then the doors opened again, and Justin came through. Grant got up, caught the relief and the delight in Justin's expression and went and hugged him because Justin offered him open arms.

”Are you all right?” Grant asked.

”I'm fine. Jordan's fine. ” Justin pulled him out of the way of more people coming out the doors, and walked with him behind them. ”Got to pick up my briefcase and my bag, ” he said, and they walked to Baggage, where it was waiting, fogged, irradiated, and, Grant reckoned, searched and scanned, case and light travel bag alike.