Judas Unchained

Sitting at her plain steel desk, Christabel Halgarth was silhouetted by the remorseless industrial backdrop. Newly rejuvenated, she was a small brunette, with a face that indicated a strong Asian ancestry. Re

Or maybe it’s just me that doesn’t count.

Christabel followed Re

“I appreciate you taking the time,” Re

“We’re both here now,” Christabel said graciously. “What can I do for you?”

“I’m following up the last Guardians’ shotgun. Basically, what I need to know from you is if it was an entrapment operation mounted by your organization.”

Christabel regarded her with a look of mild surprise. “Not that I’m aware of. One moment.” Her eyes unfocused as she sca

“I see. Thank you.”

“Care to tell me why you asked that?”

“There was something wrong about it.” Re

“Nothing solid I could put in a report at the time; and now Isabella has dropped out of sight.”

“Hardly conclusive. She’s young. The Commonwealth is in a minor state of chaos, especially with people migrating away from the Lost23 neighbors. A lot of our rich brats involve themselves in unsavory activities which they try to keep quiet from me. Don’t you think you might be overreacting?”

Re

“I see. You’re adding up the discrepancies. And I admire you for sticking to your instincts. I can understand that. Especially given your previous mentor.”

“I don’t quite follow.”

“You’re doing real detective work. You probably didn’t review my file, such as it is, but one of the nonclassified entries is that I graduated from the Serious Crimes Directorate’s Investigator training course one year after Paula Myo.”

“Ah,” Re

“I was furious with the Dynasty for supporting her dismissal. A little less politics in our lives would see a few more results, not that my dear Dynasty ever grasps that at a collective level. Even so, Columbia should never have done what he did, it was a complete abuse of power.”

“I thought he would come under your jurisdiction.”

“Ha.” Christabel smiled waspishly. “That shows how little you know about the internal politics of our Dynasty. Columbia now has the full support of our senior council. The Admiral’s position he’s maneuvered himself into is damn impressive; I only hope Kime’s astute enough to be watching his own back. There was nothing I could do for Paula—though she landed on her feet without my assistance. Hardly surprising, given the number of contacts she’s gathered inside the Commonwealth establishment down the centuries.”

“She was an excellent boss.”

“Which is more than that clod Hogan is, I suppose.”

“Actually, Hogan’s not bad, just a little procedure-oriented. And of course, he belongs to Columbia.”

Christabel inclined her head. “Okay, then. So what exactly made you ask if the shotgun was an entrapment?”

“It had too many similarities with earlier cases, as if someone had read up on how to work the procedure. Your force would be the obvious candidate if you were trying to snare the Guardians.”

“We have done something similar in the past. But no, not this time. Interesting that you thought that, though.”

“And now there does turn out to be something out of kilter.”

“Paula did teach you something, after all.”

“Has Isabella been a problem before?”

“Not at my level. Her relationship with Kantil wasn’t even referred to senior council—which probably says more about how we regard the Executive than anything else. Isabella is just a standard minor Dynasty brat. We keep tabs on hundreds of them. It always disappoints me how many wind up in rehab, or get hauled up before a judge for various misdemeanors within a year of leaving Solidade. A hell of a lot of our time is spent trying to protect the young ones from scams that drain their trust funds. If it was up to me, they’d have no access to Dynasty money until their hundredth birthday. But I’m just old-fashioned.”

“I’m surprised her parents haven’t asked you to check on her.”

Christabel looked over at Warren, who had taken up a discreet position at the back of the office. “You called them, didn’t you?”

“Yes, ma’am.” He turned to Re

“But discontinuing her unisphere address code isn’t normal, surely?”

“No,” he said. “We ran some follow-up checks on that. She stopped using her credit account the same day she discontinued her address code. It looks like a deliberate attempt to drop right out of sight.”

“Did she tell anyone where she was going?”

“Not that we know of. We haven’t started an official inquiry yet.”

“I was waiting to see what you had, first,” Christabel said.

“You’ve heard it all, sorry. One suspicion.”

“It’s enough for me. If you have no objection, we’ll run our own investigation parallel to yours. We can focus more on direct leads, but that arrest warrant will produce a much wider coverage. Somebody should spot her.”

“No objections at all.”

“Good. Warren here will be your liaison with us. He will escort you to Solidade next. Trisha is expecting you, and she will cooperate fully.”

Re

Traveling to Solidade was essentially the same as any other train journey within the Commonwealth. The only difference was to be found at Rialto station, where the Halgarths maintained a single dedicated platform several kilometers from the three main terminals. Despite being authorized by the head of the security force, and accompanied by Warren, Re

The three-carriage train took barely five minutes to get through the gateway and arrive at Yarmuk, the small town that supplied the entire planet’s services.