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Arm. Besides that, he'd taken great pains for over a year
now to keep Uncle Virgil's death a secret. And that one hadn't
yet leaked out at all. Having a stranger aboard for even a few days
would be begging for trouble.
    But on the other hand . . . "Where exactly did you have in mind?"
he asked.
    "It's a planet called Rho Scorvi," she said. "Ever hear of it?"
    "I don't think so," Jack said, searching his memory. "Does it have
a real name?"
    "The natives probably have their own name for it, but no one else
does," she said. "It's about eighty light-years past Immabwi."
    Jack grimaced. Immabwi was off toward the southern edge of the
Orion Arm, not exactly in the mainstream of civilization. It was going
to cost either a lot of time or a lot of fuel to get there. And he and
Draycos didn't have any extra time to spare. "You sure I can't just fly
you twice around the galaxy?"
    "That's the nearest place where I know I can find some friendly
transport," she said stiffly. "If it's going to upset your delicate
schedule, forget it."
    "Don't get huffy," he said. "I just hope you've got enough cash to
get us there, that's all."
    "Don't worry; I've got plenty of fueling credits," she said,
patting her jacket pocket. "Always carry them with me, just in case."
    "That's handy," Jack said. "Rich uncle?"
    "Careless travelers."
    Jack made a face. And here he was, trying hard to stop stealing from people. "So how come the guys back there are after you?"
    "I never said they were after me ," she said. "That ship
belongs to some other friends—I've just been hitching a ride. They must
be after them ."
    "Fine" Jack said. "So why are they after them ?"
    "How should I know?" Alison retorted. "Can we just get out of
here? Whoa ."
    "What?" Jack asked, twisting around to look over his shoulder.
    "Is that your ship?" Alison asked, pointing ahead. "Oh,"
Jack said, relaxing again. "Yes. Actually, it belongs to my uncle."
    "Your uncle's doing very well for himself," she said as she
brought the car to a stop near the Essenay 's air lock hatchway.
"That's, what, a Pergnoir-7 light personal transport?"
    "Hardly," Jack said with a snort as he climbed out of the car. His
legs still felt a little wobbly, but he should be able to make it into
the ship without Alison's help. "It's just your basic run-of-the-line
light freighter."
    "If you say so," Alison said, sounding doubtful as she followed
him into the air lock. "Sure looks like a Pergnoir to me. You sure
giving me a ride will be all right with your uncle?"
    "Don't worry; he's not here at the moment," Jack said, looking
warningly at the air lock's camera/speaker/micro-phone module. He hoped
Uncle Virge would take the hint and keep quiet. "He's off-planet on a
job."
    "Handy," Alison said. "When do you need to pick him up?"
    "He'll let me know," Jack told her, heading for the cockpit. "Come
on—you can get us our lift clearance while I crank up the systems. The
sooner we get out of here, the better."

CHAPTER 4

    Jack prepped the ship while Alison talked to the control tower,
and a few minutes later they were heading up into the faint glow of the
pre-dawn sky. Twenty minutes later, Jack keyed in the ECHO stardrive,
and they were on their way to Rho Scorvi.
    Alison had been impressed enough by her first look at the Essenay 's
exterior. Jack's guided tour of the interior knocked her socks off.
    "I don't believe this," she said for probably the fourth time as
he took her into the dayroom. "A full-auto medic chair, a class-five
food synthesizer, and a table repeater display. Your uncle
poured a big bucket of cash into this thing."
    "Like I said, he's good at what he does," Jack said.
    "No kidding," Alison said. She turned the table on and off,
watching as the wood-grain surface went transparent and then opaque
again. "What sort of remote sensors do you have?"
    "I'm not really sure," Jack said. "Computer?"
    "We have a Calico 404 package," Uncle Virge answered. His voice
was bland and emotionless, but there was a definite