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Derek went gladly, eager to get out of the shielded cell and see what was happening. As soon as he left
the cubicle, systems traffic confirmed his guesses. Greenies had not even bothered to give chase, but
Eclipse was shaping to match orbits deep in interstellar space, with billions of kilometers to make up,
leaving Derek pretty much on his own for the moment. Tammy ushered him into the Skylark's salon,
which was tuned to a view of tall sandstone spires and vast distances. High overhead was a hologram
Sol, and the cabin deck was made to look like the adobe roof of a pueblo sweat lodge, covered with
bright colored rugs, and sitting atop a lonely mesa.

Three men in brown Humanist militia uniforms sat atop the sweat lodge in deck chairs molded to their
bodies, ignoring the hologram vistas around them, glaring at Derek instead. They did not look defeated,
just mean. All three of them had recoilless machine pistols at their hips, which seemed a bit much millions
of kilometers from the nearest threat. One asked curtly, "What is he doing here?"
Tammy shrugged, saying, "I wanted him to see."

"Whatever for?" demanded the militia man, dramatically resting his hand on his holster, though the nearest
Greenie was by now millions of klicks away, and the Gekkos were mostly dead.

"I have hopes for him." Tammy smiled at Derek as she said it, then added, "And this far from home, we
need all the help we can get."

"We'll be bringing in Presleites next," protested an older man wearing colonel's tabs.

Tammy shrugged again, saying, 'Tender would approve."

Everyone looked sharply at her, surprised to see Tammy being so free with the approval of a dead man,
whose opinions had split the system and all but depopulated a planet. "Boss met him on the last day,"
Tammy explained evenly, "and liked him a lot. Told us not to shoot him."

Men laughed at that, but it put Pender's authority behind keeping him alive. Tammy added evenly,
"Pender ordered me to give up and go with him, and to recruit him if possible. He was my best hope of
getting here."

All news to Derek, who did not join in the general hilarity at how easily Tammy had included him in the
plans of a mass murderer. Mia had feared that without him Tammy would be alone among men with
guns, showing just how right a Greenie could be. However, dear sweet Mia neglected to say what Derek
was supposed to do surrounded by all those guns, especially with Tammy on the other side.

"But why listen to me?" Tammy asked. "You can hear the Boss himself."

Pointing with the remote, Tammy triggered a holo, and Pender himself suddenly appeared, looking fit and
relaxed. Grinning, he addressed the dwindling faithful, saying cheerfully, "Guess I'm dead, otherwise you
wouldn't be seeing this. Funny, being dead is not near so bad as I imagined. Only drawback is that I can't
see or hear you. That's why I ordered up this holo of Monument Valley, so we could all be seeing the
same thing. Pretty, isn't she? And some day Har-monia could still look like thisтАж"

Pender stared into the virtual distance, a dead man admiring a fake landscape, then turned back to the
business at hand. "Well, even in hell there is still work to do. Code name for this project is MjollnirтАж ."

Pender's holo proceeded to rattle off coordinates that Derek's nav-chip identified as a location in outer