Chapters (27)
- COVER
- DORSAI!
- Introduction
- CADET
- MAN
- MERCENARY
- MERCENARY II
- MERCENARY III
- FORCE-LEADER
- FORCE-LEADER
- VETERAN
- AIDE-DE-CAMP
- STAFF LIAISON
- ACTING CAPTAIN
- SUB-PATROL CHIEF
- SUB-PATROL CHIEF II
- HERO
- WAR CHIEF
- WAR CHIEF II
- PART-MORON
- PROTECTOR
- PROTECTOR II
- PROTECTOR III
- COMMANDER IN CHIEF
- COMMANDER IN CHIEF II
- SECRETARY FOR DEFENSE
- DONAL
“Well, it usually takes a number of weeks or months,” Donal said. He explained what it had never occurred to him that anyone should fail to know, that the contracts are owned entirely by the individual’s home community or world, and that a contract agreement was a matter for settlement between the employer and the employee’s home government. The object was not to provide the individual so much with a job and a living wage, as to provide the home government with favorable monetary and “contractual” balances which would enable them to hire, in their turn, the trained specialists they needed. In the case of Lee’s contract, since Donal was a private employer and had money to offer, but no contractual credits, the matter of Lee’s employment had to be cleared with the Dorsai authorities, as well as the authorities on Coby, where Lee came from.
“That’s more of a formality than anything else, though,” Donal assured him. “I’m allowed an orderly, since I’ve been commandant rank. And the intent to hire’s been registered. That means your home government won’t draft you for any special service someplace else.”
Lee nodded, which was almost his utmost expression of relief.
“. . . Signal!” chimed the annunciator in the stateroom wall by the door, suddenly. “Signal for Staff Liaison Graeme. Report to Flagship, immediately. Staff Liaison Graeme report to Flagship immediately.”
Donal cautioned Lee to keep from under the feet of the ship’s regular crew; and left.
The Flagship of the Battle made up by the Red and Green Patrols of the Freilander Space Force was, like the Class 4J Donal had just left, already in temporary loose orbit around Oriente. It took him some forty minutes to reach here; and when he entered her lock reception room and gave his name and rank, he was assigned a guide who took him to a briefing room in the ship’s interior.
The room was filled by some twenty-odd other Staff Liaisons.
They ranged in rank from Warrant Couriers to a Sub-Patrol Chief in his fifties. They were already seated facing a platform; and, as Donal entered—he was, apparently, the last to arrive—a Senior Captain of flag rank entered, followed closely by Blue Patrol Chief Lludrow.