Chapters (25)
- Title Page
- Books by Lois McMaster Bujold
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Aftermaths
- About the Author
- Table of Contents
Her scowl returned, contemplating Miles. He wasn't sure what he'd said to wind her up, just when he'd thought he was winning her favor. Clearly, she wasn't merely someone lucky enough to have salvaged a working comconsole, but a leader of sorts in this odd secret community.
"Jin can take you to Ayako's Cafe," she said suddenly. "You can call your friends to come get you from there."
Jin sat up and protested, "But I haven't shown him how Gyre flies, yet!"
"He can't stay here, Jin."
Jin wilted.
It was plain Suze liked Miles even less as a kidnapped conference delegate than as a mere lost tourist with a weakness for recreational hallucinogens. He decided to try another lure. "I came to that conference to learn about Kibou-daini's cryo-law and science, but actually ended up being handfed some very slick pitches for various cryocorps franchises. After four days of it, a lot of the delegates were ready to sign contracts on the spot. In a way, the extremists' attack was a fortunate misfortune. I was sent here by my employer to make a complete report on your cryonics system, but it seems I was missing some rather large pieces."
"Then you'd best be on your way to hunt for them, hadn't you?"
And what kind of piece are you? To be sure, Puzzle. "Actually, now the conference is over, my time is my own. But I could use another day of rest from yesterday's ordeal, if Jin is willing. Although I do need to report in to one fellow. Jin, if I gave you directions, do you think you could hand-carry a letter across town for me, and give it to a man?"
Jin perked up. "Sure! Uh . . . maybe. What part of town?"
"East side."
"Um . . . yah, I could do that."
Miles decided to ignore the faint tinge of doubt in his voice. "Where are we now, by the way?"
"South side," said Jin.
"Go yourself," said Suze. "I'll give you the tube-tram fare. Just don't come back."
"And when the police ask me where I've been, what shall I tell them?"
Her face grew grimmer. "Tell them you were lost."
"I could—if it were worth my while."
The snort this time was savage. "If we had money for bribes, would we be here?"
"You mistake my meaning, ma'am. My coin is information. Although, you know, you're the second person on Kibou who's tried to bribe me. Is this some sort of local custom?"
Her mouth worked. "Who was the first?"
"WhiteChrys."
"Impressive."
"It impressed me, although not in the way they intended. Small gifts are for selling things. Large gifts are for hiding things. It made me very, very curious."
"So did you take your large gift, Vorkosigan-san?"