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maneuver,' Tavalera said, after a moment's startled silence.
    'Yes, of course,' said Grant, trying to make it sound nonchalant.
    Pushing himself up from his chair, Tavalera said, 'Come on, let's go down to the observation bubble and watch.'
    'But the captain said—'
    Laughing, Tavalera headed for the hatch. 'C'mon, you don't have to stay in your cage every second of every day. What's she gonna do if she catches us, throw us off the ship?'
    The communications chime on the bulkhead screen sounded. 'Incoming message for Grant Archer,' announced the comm system's synthesized voice.
    Grateful for the interruption, Grant said, 'Put it on-screen, please.'
    The screen remained blank. 'This is a private communication,' the computer warned.
    A message from Marjorie, Grant thought. Tavalera will leave me to see it alone; if he doesn't, I can ask him to go.
    'On-screen, please,' he repeated.
    To his surprise, the screen showed the twin seals of the International Astronautical Authority and the New Morality Censorship Board. Before Grant could react, it flicked off, to be replaced by a lengthy document headed with the words SECRECY AGREEMENT.
    Grant saw that Tavalera's eyes were bulging.
    'I'd better go to my bunk and read this on my handheld,' Grant said.
    'I guess you better,' Tavalera said, in a small voice.
    As Grant brushed past him to step out into the passageway, Tavalera said, 'I never figured you for an NM agent.'
    'I'm not,' Grant blurted out, wishing it were true.
    'Yeah. Sure.'
    Grant headed for the claustrophobic compartment he shared with Tavalera, while the young engineer went the other way, toward the observation blister. Once alone in his cramped bunk, Grant read the secrecy agreement very carefully. Twice. Three times. He was being ordered to sign it. The document did not leave him any choice. If he failed to sign, the New Morality could cancel his Public Service contract and have him returned to Earth 'at the convenience of the IAA personnel on-station.' That meant all the time in transit to Jupiter would have been totally wasted. And all the time spent waiting for transport back to Earth, and the transit time itself, would also be wasted.
    Worse yet, Grant got the distinct feeling that once back home he would be assigned the lowliest, meanest, dirtiest Public Service job that the authorities could find for him. They dealt harshly with dissenters and objectors.
    So he signed the secrecy agreement. In essence, it was a simple document. It stated that any and all information, data, knowledge and facts that he acquired while serving his Public Service obligation were classified Secret, and were not to be divulged to any person, agency, or computer network. Under punishment of law.
    Grant felt whipsawed. The New Morality wanted him to report on what the scientists were doing; the IAA wanted to swear him to secrecy. Then a new understanding dawned within him. They don't trust each other! The IAA and the New Morality may share the responsibility for running Station
Gold
, but they don't trust each other. They don't even like each other. And they've put me in the middle. Whatever I do, I'm going to be in trouble, he realized.
    Wishing both sides would just leave him alone, wondering exactly what was going on among the researchers at
Gold
that had to be kept so secret, Grant signed the document and — as directed by the automated legal program — held his palm-sized computer to, first, his right eye and then his left, so that whoever was registering his agreement could record both his retinal prints.
    All these precautions left Grant feeling baffled, worried, and more than a little angry. They had one good effect, however. Once
Roberts
established its co-orbital rendezvous with the space station and Grant toted his one travelbag down to the airlock hatch, Tavalera said goodbye to him with newfound respect in his eyes.
    It's almost funny, Grant thought. For most of the trip out here I was halfway convinced that Raoul was a New