Chapters (24)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright Notice
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Episode One: The B-Team
- Episode Two: Walk the Plank
- Episode Three: We Only Need the Heads
- Episode Four: A Voice in the Wilderness
- Episode Five: Tales from the Clarke
- Episode Six: The Back Channel
- Episode Seven: The Dog King
- Episode Eight: The Sound of Rebellion
- Episode Nine: The Observers
- Episode Ten: This Must Be the Place
- Episode Eleven: A Problem of Proportion
- Episode Twelve: The Gentle Art of Cracking Heads
- Episode Thirteen: Earth Below, Sky Above
- Extras
- After the Coup
- Hafte Sorvalh Eats a Churro and Speaks to the Youth of Today
- The End of All Things Teaser
- Tor Books by John Scalzi
- About the Author
I took the shuttle ride with Secretary Ocampo and his aide (whose last name I finally learned was Briggs; that came from the crew and passenger manifest, not from the secretary), and said good-bye to them at the ship. Then I reported to Han and my immediate boss, First Pilot Clarine Bolduc, and then to Quartermaster Seidel, who assigned me quarters. “You’re in luck,” she said. “You get private quarters. At least until we hit Erie, when we take on some new crew. Then you’ll get two roommates. Enjoy your privacy while you can.”
I went to my quarters and they were the size of a broom closet. Technically you could fit three people in it. But you wouldn’t want to close the door or you’d run out of oxygen. I got to pick my bunk, though, so I had that going for me.
At evening mess Bolduc introduced me around to the other officers and department heads.
“You’re not going to be running any scams in your spare time?” asked Chieko Tellez, who was assistant cargo chief, as I sat down with my tray.
“I did a thorough background check,” Han said, to her. “He’s clean.”
“I’m joking,” Tellez said, to Han. She turned back to me. “You know about the guy you’re replacing, right?”
“I heard a little about it,” I said.
“A shame,” Tellez said. “He was a nice guy.”
“As long as you’re willing to overlook corruption, graft, and bigamy,” Bolduc said.
“He never did any of that to me, and that’s what really counts,” Tellez said, and then glanced over at me, smiling.
“I can’t tell whether you’re joking or not,” I admitted.
“Chieko is never not joking,” Bolduc said. “And now you know.”
“Some of us like a little humor,” Tellez said, to Bolduc.
“Joking is not the same thing as humor,” Bolduc said.
“Hmph,” Tellez said. It didn’t look like she was particularly put out by the comment. I figured she and Bolduc ribbed each other on a frequent basis, which was not a bad thing. Officers who got on okay were a sign of a happy ship.
Tellez turned her attention back to me. “You came over on the shuttle with those State Department mucky-mucks, right?”
“I did,” I said.
“Did they say why they were on the ship?”
“Secretary Ocampo is going on vacation on Huckleberry,” I said. “We’re headed that way so he and his aide rented a couple of spare staterooms.”
“If I were him I would have just taken a department ship,” Bolduc said.
“He said it wouldn’t look very good if he did,” I said.
“I’m sure he’s actually worried about that,” Bolduc said.
“Seidel said that Ocampo told her that he wanted to travel inconspicuously and without having to feel like he was dragging his title around,” Han said.