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"Admiral Naismith, sir! YouТre back!" Even over the holovid a blast of pleasure and excitement washed out from her

straightened posture and beaming face. It struck him like a blow. "WhatТs up? Are we going to be moving out soon?"



"In good time, Lieutenant . . . Hereld." An apt name for a communications officer. He managed to twitch a smile. Admiral

Naismith would smile, yes. "YouТll learn in good time. In the meanwhile, I want a pick-up at the orbital transfer station."



"Yes, sir. I can get that for you. Is Captain Quinn with you?"



"Uh . . . no."



"When will she be following?"



". . . Later."



"Right, sir. Let me just get clearance forЧare we loading any equipment?"



"No. Just myself."



"Clearance from the Escobarans for a personnel pod, then ..." she turned aside for a few moments. "I can have someone

at docking bay E17 in about twenty minutes."



"Very well." It would take him almost that long to get from this concourse to that arm of the station. Ought he to add

some personal word for Lieutenant Hereld? She knew him; how well did she know him? Every sentence that fell from his lips

from this point on packed risk, risk of the unknown, risk of a mistake. Mistakes were punished. Was his Betan accent really