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Halaak hissed something, his hand dropping to the hilt of his short sword. Clearly, khassq warriors were not used to being interrupted. But Daasaa didn't even bother to look at him, much less apologize. "Yae ha' nore tae say?" he repeated to Bailey.
"Yes, Your Eminences," Bailey said carefully, trying to make it clear he was including Halaak in the conversation. Even a khassq might not be authorized to take out his frustrations on a battle architect, but there was nothing to stop him from doing so on a mere human. "My suggestion is that we add a wild card to the mix, something that Poirot knows nothing about. Namely, we keep one of the prisoners here and replace him with a loyalty-conditioned substitute from Athena."
"Rill the Kheonix leaders not recognize the 'alse run?" Halaak demanded scornfully.
"Certainly, once they get a close look at him in good light," Bailey agreed. "But I'm expecting the blackcollars, not Phoenix, to be the main rescue force. Even if there are other Phoenix leaders there, they won't have time to do a close examination, particularly if we're careful in our choice of a substitute. By the time they get him to someone who realizes he's a fake, they should have arrived at either their hideout or at least a temporary rendezvous spot, places where they may not have escape plans already set up. At that point our man will ignite a cryrex flare for the spotters to lock onto, and we'll move in and grab as many of them as we can. Between the blackcollars and the Phoenix leaders, we should end up with someone who knows the way into Aegis."
"There rill 'e 'asswords," Halaak warned.
"We already have them, Your Eminence," Bailey said. "Our interrogators are very good at their jobs."
"It is a good 'lan," Daasaa said decisively. "Yae rill 'roceed rith it."
"Thank you, Your Eminence," Bailey said, bowing his head.
"Yae rill not 'ail," the battle architect added, an edge of warning to his voice. "Ha' yae 'ound sonerun tae act as su'stitute?"
"I have, Your Eminence," Bailey said, a brief shiver ru
A new haircut and a couple of small moles added to his cheeks and he'll be nearly perfect."
"Yae rill sho' us," Daasaa ordered, standing up.
"As you command, Your Eminence," Bailey said, getting to his feet. "I've taken the liberty of bringing him here for your examination. If you'll follow me ...?"
He led the way out of the conference room, ignoring the surreptitious stares of the techs at the monitor stations, a warm glow of satisfaction flowing through him. General Poirot they couldn't trust, and Ramirez was still a question mark.
But Bailey's own loyalty was crystal clear ... and when this scheme succeeded, he would have proved it to the Ryqril. Proved it beyond the shadow of a doubt.
Fly
Standing beside the door, O'Hara stirred. "You'd have gotten your face broken," he said. "Don't blame yourself, Fly
"Not with Jensen," Skyler agreed heavily. "Not once he's made up his mind."
"The question is, should we try to stop him?" the other blackcollar, Kanai, asked. "You said his ribs were only cracked?"
"That's what the doctor said," Fly
"In that case, he'll probably make it all the way in," Skyler concluded. "Damn."
"It seems to me you're overreacting a little," an older man who'd been introduced to Fly
"You may not be far off," Kanai warned. "We know that at least the command level and entrance tu
"The previous owners were very determined to keep the base out of Ryqril hands," Hawking added.
"Sounds like Jensen is following right along that same line of reasoning," Reger said coolly.
"Yes," Fly
"Lovely idea," Skyler growled. "Problem is, we're going to be pretty well tapped out in the noise and fury department after tonight. I doubt we'll have enough left to mount even a decent Chinese New Year."
"So what do we do?" Hawking asked.
"We seem to have two options," Kanai said. "We can either stay with the plan to free A
"Actually, I'm not so sure it's so lunatic," Fly
"If all that's left in there are booby traps, why not let them?" Reger asked.
"Because we don't know that's all that's left," Skyler told him. "Regardless, it's not a decision Jensen should be making on his own."
"And he definitely shouldn't be going in there and pulling the plug personally," O'Hara added. "If we decide to wreck the base, there have to be ways of doing it by remote control."
"Perhaps that's what he intends," Kanai suggested.
"I don't think so," Skyler said with a sigh. "He's been ... well, never mind."
"He's gotten it into his head that he owes the universe a huge debt," Hawking said. "He's spent the last two years looking for a way to pay it off."
Across the room, A
"What about your people?" Skyler asked.
"What about them?" she retorted, an edge of bitterness in her voice. "You said yourself the whole convoy will be one gigantic trap."
"True, but even the best traps don't always work," O'Hara pointed out. "And frankly, with the Ryqril taking a personal hand, I'm not expecting this to be one of the best."
"Besides, Jensen's not pla
"That's cutting things a little close," Fly
"No way around it," Skyler said firmly, his tone making it clear that he'd made his decision. "As Hawking said, we've got till tomorrow to get to Jensen. A
"If for no other reason than to keep them thinking we still trust Poirot?" Reger asked.
"That's another reason, yes," Skyler agreed. "What's happening with the small explosives you said you could get?"
"Draper has them ready," Reger said. "He's got the tankers you wanted, too."
"Excellent," Skyler said. "A
The wind's still predicted to be coming from the north this evening?"
"That's what they say," O'Hara confirmed.
"Site Three it is, then," Skyler said. "And be sure to transport the explosives in small quantities—
Security might make more sensor runs over the city and I don't want a collection big enough for them to zero in on. Fly
"Won't we need Fly