He snorted to himself at the thought. Actually, checking for hydrogen leaks with a match would probably have been considerably safer than what he’d actually done, and he still couldn’t quite believe he’d tried it—much less survived the attempt! Defying a member of the Committee of Public Safety for any reason was unlikely to leave a man breathing. Unless, of course, the Committee member in question suffered a fatal accident before she could arrange for him to do the same.

Despite himself, Tourville felt tiny pinpricks of sweat along his hairline as he remembered the way Cordelia Ransom had provoked him. The crazy bitch had actually wanted him to challenge her authority. He hadn’t realized, then, just how much she hated and feared the Navy, but he’d come to realize that she’d wanted him to do something—anything—she could use as a reason to have him eliminated. It wasn’t so much because of who he was as because of what he was… and because his effort to treat his enemies as human beings rather than vermin to be exterminated had convinced her he could not be trusted.

Well, she’d succeeded in provoking him, but he was still around… and she wasn’t. Her death hadn’t been his doing, but he’d declined to shed any crocodile tears during his interminable “interviews” with StateSec. That would have been as stupid as it would have been insincere, and it would also have been dangerous. So far as he could tell, she’d never passed her specific plans for him on to anyone else, but people like Oscar Saint-Just had to have realized she hadn’t ordered him to accompany her ship to Hades and then back to Haven just so she could give him a big, sloppy kiss. And since they had to know that, they would have recognized the falsity of any regret on his part. Worse, they might have wondered if he were displaying regret in an effort to keep them from wondering if perhaps he’d had a little something to do with her demise.

Fortunately, there was plenty of evidence to support his innocence. In fact, he had insisted—with Honeker’s strong support—on having a senior member of Hades’ SS garrison return to Haven with him as a witness. Citizen Warden Tresca hadn’t been happy about that, but he’d known better than to argue, particularly when he himself had downplayed Tourville’s initial warnings that something must have gone very wrong aboard PNS Tepes. Tresca was going to be in sufficient hot water of his own; SS brigadier or not, he didn’t need to borrow trouble by refusing the orders of a senior people’s commissioner or looking like he was trying to obstruct the investigation.

And so Tourville and Honeker had arrived at Haven with Citizen Major Garfield in tow. Garfield had brought along Camp Charon’s scanner data on the entire episode, as well as a recording of the com traffic between Count Tilly and Charon that clearly demonstrated Tourville had been the first to sound the alarm and had done everything in his power to prevent the tragedy. In fact, Tourville and his people had come out looking considerably better than State Security had, and Everard Honeker’s reports to Oscar Saint-Just had stressed their exemplary attention to duty.