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Jonny returned his attention to his dinner, striving to keep his new spark of hope in check. What he could accomplish with a directory-or even with the hoped...
He had finished his meal and returned the tray to its place by the door, and was considering lying down again, when the guard returned. "The captain wasn't a...
"I really appreciate it," Jonny told him. "The directory's on the magcard here?"
"Yes-it covers Cranach, Dannimor, and the ten or so smaller towns around." He paused. "You Cobras were pretty effective, from all I've read about you."
Something in his tone caught Jonny's attention. "We did all right. Of course, we couldn't have done it without the civilian underground."
"Or vice versa. We're not going to have Cobras for the next war-did you know that?"
Jonny grimaced. "I didn't, but I guess I'm not surprised. The Army just going to set up normal guerrilla teams if war breaks out?"
"When, not if," the other corrected. "Yeah, we've got a whole bunch of Ranger and Alpha Force groups here now, some of them setting up civilian resistance ne...
Jonny nodded as he finally placed the guard's tone. "Scary, isn't it? War always is . . . but this one doesn't have to happen."
"Yes, I heard the Interrorum guys talking about that. They said a Cobra would blow up if he'd been hypno-conditioned."
"No, they took those self-destruct triggers out right after the war. But I wasn't hypno-conditioned; by the Trofts or anyone else."
"That Committee man, Wrey, seems to think so."
Jonny smiled bitterly. "Wrey's a short-sighted idiot who's nursing a bruised pride. I had to practically force him to bring me from Aventine in the first pla...
"But would you necessarily know if your mind had been tampered with?"
"I would, yes. That kind of thing requires that the subject be put into an unconscious or semiconscious state, and I've got internal sensors that would warn ...
The guard nodded slowly. "Does Wrey know that?"
"I wasn't given the chance to tell him."
"I see. Well . . . I'd better get back to my duties. I'll be back later for the comboard."
"Thanks again," Jonny said; but the other had gone. Now what, he wondered uneasily, was that all about? Information? Reassurance? Or was someone pulling his ...
Weissmann, Dane, Nunki; the names of a dozen temporary families and twice that many temporary teammates; the names and faces of Cobras living and dead-all of...
And none of them were listed.
He stared at the comboard, mind unwilling to accept the evidence of his eyes. Adirondack was still classified as a frontier world, yes, with new areas consta...
He was still trying to make sense of it all when a movement outside his cell made him look up. The click of multiple bolts being withdrawn gave him just enou...
"Yes," Jonny nodded. "I hope you're someone in authority here."
Something crossed her face, too quickly to identify. "Not hardly. Thank you," she said, turning to the guard hovering at her shoulder-a different one, Jonny ...
"All right, Doctor." The door swung shut behind her.
"Well, Governor, your medicine's been cleared," she said briskly, reaching into a pouch on her belt and producing the two vials that had been taken from him ...
Jonny frowned. "Examination?"
"Just routine. Take your pills, please."
He complied, and she sat down beside him on the cot. "I'll be taking some local/gradient readings," she said, producing a small cylinder from her pouch. "Jus...
She flipped the instrument on and an oddly pervasive humming filled the room. "You've changed a lot," she said, just barely over the noise. "I wasn't sure it...
"What?"
"Talk without moving your lips, please." She moved the instrument slowly across his chest, eyes on the readout.
Jonny felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. Again, the possibility that this was a test sprang to mind . . . but if so the stakes had been jumped imme...
Her eyes met his for the first time and a strangely mischievous smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Don't you remember your star geometry pupil?"
Geometry? "Danice? Danice Tolan?"
Her smile widened a bit. "I knew I hadn't changed that much." Abruptly, she became serious again. "Now: what are you doing in a Dominion military prison?"
"Officially, I'm here because I've been talking about peace with the Trofts and am therefore considered a security risk. In actuality, I'm here for stepping ...
"Peace." Danice said the word as if tasting it. "Anything come of those talks that could be considered progress?"
"It wasn't exactly a formal negotiation: but yes, I think I can keep the war from happening. If I can get the Central Committee to go along, that is."
"Which you obviously can't do from here." Her eyes were hard, measuring. "How long are you in for?"
"Wrey said three to five days or more. But he's already gone on to Asgard and there's no telling what the Committee'll do when he tells them we were stopped ...
"You think they might declare war right then and there?"
"You tell me-you must know more about Dominion politics these days than I do."
Danice chewed gently at her lip, and for a long minute the only sound in the cell was the hum of her probe. Twice she paused to reset the instrument, and Jon...
The captain wasn't wildly enthusiastic about her proposed hospital trip, but it was clear from his tone and worried glances that he considered the Cobra an i...
Jonny's last experience with full mainstream medical care had been just before leaving for Aventine, and he was thoroughly impressed by the added sophisticat...
"We'll have to operate," Danice said, turning to the senior guard who'd accompanied them. "I suggest you check with your superiors for instructions-see if th...
The guard nodded and fumbled out his phone. A floating table, looking uncomfortably like a coffin with a long ground-effect skirt, was brought up. Jonny was ...
"He needs a slightly enhanced air supply to compensate for his suppressed circulation," she said. "What room, orderly?"