"Sheri S. Tepper - After Long Silence" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tepper Sherri)

"I understand there's a new Don Furz Enigma score."

"That's right," Tasmin said, warily.

"And I understand you have access to it."
"I made the master copy. So?"

His face was concentrated, his eyes tight on Tasmin's own. "I need an edge, Tas. Something dramatic.
Something to make the Coast fans sit up and scream for more. Everyone knows the Enigma is a killer,
and everyone knows Don Furz has come up with some surprising Passwords. I want to build my new
show around the Enigma score."

Tasmin could not answer for a long moment, was simply unable to frame a reply.

"Oh, that's exciting! Isn't that exciting, Tas? A new Lim Terr├йe show built about something from
Deepsoil Five. I love it!" Celcy sipped at her wine, happier than Tasmin had seen her in weeks.

And he didn't want to spoil that mood for her. For a very long time he said nothing, trying to find a way
around it, unable to do so. "I'm afraid it's out of the question." Tasmin said at last, surprised to find his
voice pleasantly calm, though his hands were gripped tightly together to control their quivering. "You
were at the citadel for a time, Lim. You know that untested manuscripts are not released. It's forbidden
to circulate them."

"Oh, hell, man, I won't use it as is. It would bore the coasties to shreds. I just need it тАж need enough of
it for authenticity."

"If it isn't going to be really authentic, you don't need it at all. Make up something."

"I can't do that and use Furz's name. The legal reps are firm about that. I've got to have something in
there he came up with." Lim looked down. Tasmin, in surprise, saw a tremor in his arms, his hands.
Nerves? "That's just the lead in, though. There's something else." Lim gulped wine and cast that sideways
look again, as though he were afraid someone was listening.

"I've met someone, Tas. Someone who's put me on to something that could get us into the history books
right up there next to Erickson. No joke, Tas. You and Cels can be part of something absolutely world
shattering. Something to set Jubal on its ear тАж "

"Oh, don't be stiff about it, Tas." Celcy was pleading now, making a playful face at him. "He's family and
it's all really exciting! Let him have it."

"Celcy." He shook his head helplessly, praying she would understand. "I'm a Tripsinger. I'm licensed
under a code of ethics. Even if we ignored the risk to my job, our livelihood, I swore to uphold those
ethics. They won't permit me to do what Lim wants, I'm sorry."

"Hell, I was a Tripsinger, too, brother," Lim said in a harsh, demanding tone. "Don't you owe me a little
professional courtesy? Not even to make a bundle for old Mom, huh?" Said with that easy smile, with a
little sneer, a well-remembered sneer.

The dam broke.