Part 27 (2/2)

The door opened and two soldiers came rus.h.i.+ng in. They wore government-issue military skinsuits and had their hand stunners out.

”What's the trouble here?” the first one asked.

”You shouldn't have done that. Now it's going to take us half an hour to get back to business,” said Aldriena. ”Have you really been that freaked out by what happened?”

”Back up, please, miss,” the soldier said. He aimed his stunner at her.

”Business? You're Aldriena? That's not a Chinese name. I don't want to be anywhere near any Chinese for the rest of my life.”

Aldriena stepped back calmly. ”Then you and I have more in common that you might imagine,” she said.

Lieutenant Devin walked into the room.

”Chris, this is not an a.s.sa.s.sin. Her name is Aldriena, and she's done a lot to help us. I would ask that you answer her questions.”

Chris didn't know what to say. He was mortified.

”Okay,” he finally said.

”What's the problem, anyway?” Aldriena asked.

”I thought you were here to kill me. A Chinese agent.”

Aldriena's face darkened. ”That's a good imagination you have there. Besides, I'm not Chinese.”

”It wasn't my imagination on Synchronicity, was it? There were agents. And freaking aliens, for chrissakes. Don't tell me I have an overactive imagination! Unless I really am insane. But that's not what they've been telling me, recently.”

Aldriena's voice softened.

”Yeah, I guess you've got a good reason to be jumpy. Aliens aren't an everyday thing. Look, let's start over again.”

Chris looked to Devin, hoping she would stay nearby. She seemed to sense the meaning of his stare. The guards walked out. Chris guessed that Devin had dismissed them with her link.

”How long were you at Synchronicity?”

”Only three weeks. Long enough.”

”Everyone is in gear there?”

”Oh, yeah. The whole time. It was well established when I arrived. They said it was part of a challenging program to develop our leaders.h.i.+p talents.”

”Then you found out it was crazy,” Aldriena prompted.

”Yes! A bunch of virtual games going on. Ordinary life has all these weird rules; we couldn't even eat in the cafeterias ... they were all closed.”

”How many spinners are there?”

”How many what? Oh. Spinners, is that what you call them? Good name. Better than Reds, which is what the s.p.a.ce force calls them. Doesn't make any sense ... I guess they thought they were Chinese at first.”

”No, it was because one of them had a red dot on its side. Long story. So, how many?”

”Sorry. As far as I know, only Captain and Slicer.”

”Captain. I can guess that one. The name Slicer though ... I guess he wasted someone that way?”

”I heard that when the aliens first showed up, in the first takeover, Slicer cut some security people up. No one saw a knife, though. They were mysteriously sliced open and they bled to death.”

”Oh, right. I actually know about that. One sliced me up, too.”

”What?”

”I made the mistake of trying to trap one and it didn't work.”

”Then I'm surprised you're alive.”

”Look, I'm going back there. I want to know as much as I can. Tell me about Vineaux and then tell me about Vineaux Genomix.”

”Okay. But VG has nothing to do with what the station's like now.”

”I want to know if the people there will help me if I ask them to betray Captain and Slicer.”

Chris nodded. ”They will. But they're scared. I tried to stir some things up against Captain. It didn't go over well. Some people have died.”

”So, I have to make them believe that the UNSF is here and now they're as good as free. What about Vineaux himself? I heard he's some kind of daredevil.”

”He was. Used to be. Now he's ... broken. I don't know if all his people are, though. Vineaux knows the truth about Captain and Slicer. Most of the other station inhabitants think that the cyborgs are robots of Vineaux's making, though. So they'll be confused. But I think at least half of them would help you unless they're looking down the barrel of a gun. It's been crazy there too long.”

”Have you talked with my ... with the spy named Cinmei?” Aldriena looked away for a moment.

”Everyone decided it would be best if I didn't speak with her in person. But yes, I have heard her side of the story, and it more or less matches what you've said.”

”I didn't rape her,” Chris said.

Aldriena was silent for a moment. ”If you had to rape her to get home, would you have?”

Now it was Chris's turn to stand silent. Finally, he said, ”I don't know.”

Aldriena's voice became cold and distant. ”I'm sure you would have found an answer. I think I have enough information, please leave now.”

Chris nodded and retreated, glad to leave the room. He wandered for a moment before accessing his link and getting directions to the lounge. He needed a drink.

”Mr. Adrastus?”

Chris received the transmission through his link. The other party was identified in his PV as Admiral Jameson.

”h.e.l.lo? Er, sir?”

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