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exactly like Roads. After the first breakiti@`Ooads had been on suspension
until he could prove ,Wwilibi; he didn't like remembering the experience. "Is
you've found out?"
4@Absolutely not, my friend. I know that the murders vytre of highly placed
officials who actively supported the Reassimilation Bill. Mayor Packard is
down-playing the political motive behind the killings, but the thought of
joining the Reunited States of America has obviously ruffled, someone's
feathers. I know security has been Upped at Mayor's House, and another hundred
officers have been drafted from RSD to help with the arrival of General
Stedman on Tuesday." The Head winked. "I'm SUM,that's ruffled still more
feathers downtown. Or haVeRSD and the MSA finally reached a consensus that PW
not aware of?"
Roads didn't dignify the comment with a reply, although it certainly hit home.
RSD had evolved during the Dissolution from a small, privately-owned security
company. Kennedy's former police department and a
small Army garrison had been combined to form the Military Services Authority.
While RSD officers patrolled the streets and maintained civil law, the MSA`s
main task had originally been to keep external forces out of the city. In
recent years, however, the MSA`s authority had been extended to cover many
matters
dealing with the city's internal safety - a fact many oldhand RSD officers,
including Roads, resented.
Roads put aside the cigarette and leaned forward. "Go on." "The thief is
another kettle of fish," Morrow said, his face sobering. "And the one you're
after in particular -
the Mole, rather than the assassin. That's been your assignment for the last
six weeks. But you've had no luck thus far, and I can well see why.- "Oh?" "Of
course. The thefts were not of valuable items that would reappear later, as
the b-boards depict them, but of information concerning RSD resources,
movements of the MSA, reactor status and population figures, among other
things. Correct?" "Yes." The MSA break-in tended to overshadow the other
thefts, but Roads knew them all by heart.
Morrow went on: "It's hard to see why anyone would bother stealing this data
at all. There's so much of it, for a start, and of such variety. Who could
possibly find a
use for it all?" "That's what we've been trying to determine." Roads leaned
back into the seat, away from Morrow's probing stare. "As you say, the
evidence is nonexistent, and the few suspects we've uncovered all had alibis.
Motive is all that's left, and it's getting us nowhere." "So you've finally
come to me for help," Morrow said, the suggestion of a grin at the corners of
his mouth. "Do you suspect that I am involved, perhaps?" "No," Roads said.
"You could break into any system you wanted without sending in the heavies."
"Exactly. The computer sciences employed by this city are not what they used
to be." A fleeting regret clouded the Head's face, almost as though he missed
the challenge.
..,"They're still not exactly easy to break into," sai
ney irritably. "Whoever the Mole is, he knows what Is doing." "True," the Head
conceded. "So it would seem." "I'm hoping you might have heard something,"
"'Roads prompted. "A rumour, anything."
If I had, I would tell you for free." "Does that mean you haven't?" Roads