plague.*
*But youâre all still there.*
*Still alive, but not on Olyanda.*
*What do you need us to do?*
*Get the first shuttle off-planet to a neutral station. Iâll meet you there.*
There was a significant pause before she answered.
*Not going to happen. Ricky would love a trip off-world, but you think I could possibly get Rion off this farm?*
Ben fought down rising frustration. His older brother might as well have been welded to the land.
*Iâm worried Crowder will try to use you as a bargaining chip.*
*You think weâre in danger?*
*Iâd be happier if you all found a bolt-hole and kept your heads down in case someone comes calling. Can you find anexcuse to bring Kai home? Heâs a sitting target in Arkhad. The universityâs too close to the city.*
*Kaiâs on a field trip to one of the moon arcologies. Heâs safer than any of us.*
*Thatâs good. Warn him, but donât trust the houseâs regular comms links. Your line might be bugged already.*
*Understood.*
Ben saw Cara begin to sway sideways. The call had taken long enough.
*Thatâs it for now, Nan. Weâll be in touch again as soon as we can. Love you.*
*Love you, too, boy. Take care, both of you.*
*We will.*
He felt Cara close off the conversation and her eyes opened.
âThanks,â he said. âYou followed all that?â
âI did. Will Nan be able to persuade Rion to leave the farm?â
Ben thought of his brother. Stubbornness was his strength and his failing.
âProbably not, but at least theyâre warned now.â
Kitty Keely pushed down panic. Had she overstepped her authority? Would she get a medal or a reprimand? Hell, she was so out of her depth her feet might never touch the bottom again. It had all started when Akiko Yamada, Alphacorpâs director, had called her into her office in Sandnomore, Alphacorpâs headquarters in the Saharan Rainforest, and personally instructed her to spy on Ari van Blaiden. She wanted to know all his dirty little secrets.
âYouâre van Blaidenâs type. Youâre ideally placed in his department. Get close to the man.â
âHow? I mean . . .â
Ms. Yamada had looked at her over her entirely unnecessary retro-fashion spectacles and said, âUse your initiative, Ms. Keely.â
Sheâd swallowed. âYou want me to sleep with him?â
âNo, Ms. Keely, sleep is the last thing I had in mind. I want you to fuck him bowlegged if thatâs what it takes. I donât care how you do it, but win his confidence. My Telepath, Rufus, will contact you for a weekly report.â
âBut you canât order me toââ
âYour reluctance is noted. Perhaps I can sweeten this for you a little. You mother has recently been diagnosed with Ren-Parry Syndrome.â
Kitty swallowed and nodded numbly. It was curable, but the treatment was expensive and not available in Shield City. Sheâd applied for a loanâDamn, was that how Ms. Yamada knew? Werenât those things confidential?
âForty thousand credits,â Ms. Yamada said. âThatâs the full cost of a course of treatment. Such a pity to lose a loved one for lack of a mere forty thousand credits.â
Forty thousand didnât seem mere to Kitty. âIâve applied for a loan.â
âWhich will be refused.â
âWhat?â
âBut I will personally make sure your mother receives the best of care at Alphacorpâs clinic in Switzerland. Keep the reports coming and your motherâs course of treatment will continue.â
âWhat if I canât get him interested?â
âThat would be a pity. I understand that unless the course is one hundred percent completed the treatment isnât effective at all.â
Kitty had left Ms. Yamadaâs office in shock. Sheâd taken the York flight from Sandnomore with her mind spinning in circles. She was the right size and shape