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because of her history, the two of them seemed to have reached an understanding. It was quite simple, really, and amusingly classic in comparison with many male-female relationships throughout history: If she slept with him and he enjoyed it, she got perks—in this case, faster promotions. She was a Blue Looey now, a Blue Lieutenant who had risen through the ranks of non-com officers while under his command.
    At his signal she approached stiffly and pointed a glowing ring on her finger at a more ornate ring that her superior wore. As the spheres completed their electronic connection, Bane focused on receiving a message in his brain, one he could have listened to had he desired to do so. Instead, he closed his eyes and read it like a printed letter in the ether, dark purple lettering against a white background.
    There were numerous pages and he flipped through them mentally, skimming the words. It was a summary report, providing information his clandestine agents had obtained about GSA troop movements and other military matters that could affect his own tactics and strategy. One item caught his attention, an attack on the GSA military base outside the Bostoner Reservation for Humans.
    â€œYou read all of this?” he asked Marissa, opening his eyes to look at her.
    She nodded, after making an electronic connection that enabled her to see what he was reading. “Do you think it was Zachary?” she asked.
    Bane looked over the report, wishing he could find evidence that the Bostoner attack had been committed by other opposition fighters hiding around the GSA, groups without any central command structure or coordination.
    â€œI’m afraid so.” He shook his head sadly.
    From descriptions of the aircraft involved in the attack and of a tube-shaped transport vehicle that had emerged from the ground just before the assault, he was certain it was committed by a breakaway element from his own forces, led by a hotheaded young officer named Reed Zachary—a Red Major with great talent, but little patience. Refusing to wait any longer for Bane’s tunneling machines to be constructed and fully tested, Zachary had wanted to employ immediate guerrilla methods against the widely dispersed GSA forces. After arguing vehemently with Bane over this, he left without permission, using a ruse to take a voleer and three aircraft with him, along with their crews and soldiers, both human and robotic.
    The equipment he took was from a construction shed, and not yet fitted with all weaponry and accessories. Somehow Zachary had jury-rigged various operating systems, but apparently not the Splitter cannons on the aircraft—or the GSA reports would say something about that. Bane was confident that the subterranean transporter, the aircraft, and the robotic soldiers all had self-destruct mechanisms to prevent their secrets from falling into enemy hands—systems that Zachary could not possibly have disabled.
    Bane’s group was undoubtedly the largest among the disaffected, and had drawn officers, fighters, engineers, and war matériel from a number of groups—Corporate and otherwise—that benefited his interests and accepted him as their commander. Now he had hundreds of military aircraft, two thousand armored vehicles, and three old-style nuclear-missile submarines. But all of that, and the seventy thousand fighters in his force, would never be enough to defeat the Chairman and his powerful armies by conventional means. Only guerrilla attacks had any possibility of success; on that he and Zachary had agreed—though not about the timing or other details of attack.
    Despite their difficult relationship, Bane felt no happiness at the possibility—the probability , actually—of the officer’s death.
    â€œThat will be all,” he said to Marissa. Then, with a crooked smile he added, “For now.”
    â€œYou realize that you’re a sexist bastard, don’t you, sir?”
    Dylan