woman?â
âWho are you trying to convince?â
The doctor shrank in on himself. âIt has to be the forest male,â he muttered. âThe others are cubs, though the woman might be dangerous. I donât know.â
âYour sexual preference blinds you to the obvious. Who was in the tree?â
âThe woman.â
âWho, then, was the prime mover?â
âYou want me to say the woman. But wouldnât the leader be on the ground directing the efforts of the others?â
âYouâd be on the ground, Iâm sure. Power, doctor. Information, doctor. Direct and immediate.â He rested a hand precisely on his knee, then positioned the other over it. âHave the natives given trouble before?â
âWhy ask me?â the doctor burst out, forgetting caution. âYou know the answer.â
âPetulance, doctor?â With calm precision he moved his hands, placing the bottom hand on top this time. For a moment he contemplated the new arrangement, moving his fingers fractionally to achieve the most graceful pose. âWas the tree searched?â
The doctor stared blankly.
âWas the tree the woman fell out of searched for the instrumentation she used to cause the damage?â Manhanu said with terrible patience.
âI ⦠I think so. Engineer Han â¦â
âIs not here. Does the woman have any internal injuries?â
âNone.â
âAnd you donât find that odd?â
Stubby fingers caressing his throat, the doctor muttered, âOdd things happen.â
Chu Manhanu held up his hands and examined the backs with satisfaction. âRemove the casts.â
âWhat?â
âRemove her casts.â Manhanu said patiently. His voice sank to a whisper but the doctor quivered while the muscles in his face twitched out of control.
Sinking heavily beside Aleytys, he rummaged in the case he had left against the wall and pulled out his vibrosnips. Setting the blade at one centimeter, he dug runnels in the stiff plastic. Then he took a small hammer and beat it sharply against the casts along the lines of cleavage. The casts fell off neatly.
âRemove those.â A finger moved gracefully at the bandages underneath the cast.
The doctor stared with disbelief as the bindings fell away, revealing pinkish skin with swiftly fading marks where the torn skin had been. He probed the flesh with shaking hands, not caring if he hurt her. Then he dug his thumb into her arm. âGone!â he shrilled. He jumped to his feet, shaking all over. âShe was injured, I swear it.â
The Directorâs nostrils twitched with distaste. âCalm down, doctor. Of course she was injured. Here.â He flipped a small black box to the goggling man. âPut this on her.â
âPsi freak,â the doctor mumbled as he fumbled the box open. âA damn psi freak.â Inside the box he found a chain-mail collar with a massive, clumsy locklatch and a flat black disc with the Company sigil incised on the front. âWhatâs this?â
âPut it on her. Around her neck.â
The doctor stared at the Directorâs smiling mask and crawled hastily toward Aleytysâ head. Ignoring her angry glare, he shoved her chin up, swearing as the metal collar slid through clumsy fingers. Finally he fumbled the end through the lock slot and pulled it taut.
Aleytys gasped and began to choke.
âNot so tight, fool. She has to talk.â
Breath shrilling through his teeth, the doctor adjusted the collar. He started to clamber to his feet.
âNot yet. Stay there. Here.â The director tossed a small hexagonal rod to the kneeling man. âTouch the red end to the lock. Good. Now touch it to the character on the disc. Ah! Now, bring the rod to me.â The doctor staggered to his feet and shuffled to Manhanu, holding the small rod in a shaking hand. Manhanu shoved it up one of his wide sleeves. âNow. Stand over by
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