Part 14 (1/2)

”They'd started closing in for the grab in Ceyce when Quillan's group located you. So Quillan grabbed you first.”

She flushed. ”I wasn't as smart as I thought, was I?”

The Commissioner grunted. ”Smart enough to give us a king-sized headache! But _they_ didn't have any trouble finding you. We discovered tonight that some kind of tracer material had been worked into all your clothes. Even the flimsies. Somebody may have been planted in the school laundry, but that's not important now.” He looked at her for a moment.

”What made you decide to take off so suddenly?” he asked.

Trigger shrugged. ”I was getting pretty angry with you,” she admitted.

”More or less with everybody. Then I applied for a transfer, and the application bounced--from Evalee! I figured I'd had enough and that I'd just quietly clear out. So I did--or thought I did.”

”Can't blame you,” said Holati.

Trigger said, ”I still think it would have been smarter to keep me informed right from the start of what was going on.”

He shook his head. ”I wouldn't be telling you a thing even now,” he said, ”if it hadn't been definitely established that you're already involved in the matter. This could develop into a pretty messy operation. I wouldn't have wanted you in on it, if it could have been avoided. And if you weren't going to be in on it, I couldn't go spilling Federation secrets to you.”

”I'm in on it, definitely, eh?”

He nodded. ”For the duration.”

”But you're still not telling me everything?”

”There're a few things I can't tell you,” he said. ”I'm following orders in that.”

Trigger smiled faintly. ”That's a switch! I didn't know you knew how.”

”I've followed plenty of orders in my time,” the Commissioner said, ”when I thought they made sense. And I think these do.”

Trigger was silent a moment. ”You said a while ago that most of the heat was to go off me tonight. Can you talk about that?”

”Yes, that's all right.” He considered. ”I'll have to tell you something else again first--why we're going to Manon.”

She settled back in her chair. ”Go ahead.”

”Somebody got the idea that one of the things Gess Fayle might have done is to arrange things so he wouldn't have to come back to the Hub for a while. If he could set up shop on some outworld far enough away, and tinker around with that plasmoid unit for a year or so until he knew all about it, he might do better for himself than by simply selling it to somebody.”

”But that would be pretty risky, wouldn't it?” said Trigger. ”With just the equipment he could pack on a League transport.”

”Not very much risk,” said the Commissioner, ”if he had an agreement to have an Independent Fleet meet him.”

”Oh.” She nodded.

”And by what is, at all events, an interesting coincidence,” the Commissioner went on, ”we've had word that an outfit called Vishni's Fleet hasn't been heard from for some months. Their I-Fleet area is a long way out beyond Manon, but Fayle could have made it there, at League s.h.i.+p speeds, in about twenty days. Less, if Vishni sent a few pilots to meet him and guide him out of subs.p.a.ce. If he's bought Vishni's, he's had his pick of a few hundred uncharted habitable planets and a few thousand very expert outworlders to see nothing happens to him planetside. And Vishni's boys are exactly the kind of crumbs you could buy for a deal like that.

”Now, what's been done is to hire a few of the other I-Fleets around there and set them and as many s.p.a.ce Scout squadrons as could be kicked loose from duty elsewhere to surveying the Vishni territory. Our outfit is in charge of that operation. And Manon, of course, is a lot better point from which to conduct it than the Hub. If something is discovered that looks interesting enough to investigate in detail, we'll only be a week's run away.

”So we've been ready to move for the past two weeks now, which was when the first reports started coming in from the Vishni area--negative reports so far, by the way. I've kept stalling from day to day, because there were also indications that your grabber friends might be getting set to swing at you finally. It seemed tidier to get that matter cleared up first. Now they've swung, and we'll go.”

He rubbed his chin. ”The nice thing about it all,” he remarked, ”is that we're going there with the two items the opposition has revealed it wants. We're letting them know those items will be available in the Manon System henceforward. They might get discouraged and just drop the whole project. If they do, that's fine. We'll go ahead with cleaning up the Vishni phase of the operation.

”But,” he continued, ”the indications are they can't drop their project any more than we can drop looking for that key unit. So we'll expect them to show up in Manon. When they do, they'll be working in unfamiliar territory and in a system where they have only something like fifty thousand people to hide out in, instead of a planetary civilization. I think they'll find things getting very hot for them very fast in Manon.”

”_Very_ good,” said Trigger. ”That I like! But what makes you think the opposition is just one group? There might be a bunch of them by now.