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"And communications?" Keene asked.
"That could be a problem. Like I said, it isn't intended for passengers. It doesn't carry any." Heeland
frowned. On the screen, Keene was racking his brains too to come up with something. "Unless!"
Heeland said suddenly.
"What?"
"I only launch two of the probes and keep one in the mobile. Then you can use its local unit and the
mobile's on-board relay."
"That'll work. Do it. I'm on the ridge up above Joburg."
"Hit the red button on the panel that saysLocator Beacon. We'll just follow it on down."
* * *
Aztecdidn't have a Hub. WhileTrojan stood off at a distance of five miles, the ferry bringing its boarding
party docked at the transfer locks situated slightly forward of midships. Minutes after the connection was
made, armed parties were spreading out through theAztec to secure it. Commander Reese with his
officers received Major Ulak on the Bridge Deck and was formally notified that the vessel was now
property of the Terran Planetary Government, and that his command was subordinated to the Defense
Force. Ulak then made a surprising request: that the lieutenant-commander seconding the boarding party
be permitted to speak privately with Ms. Vicki Delucey, one of the scientists from Kronia, who was
traveling with theAztec. She was notified accordingly, and by the time the officer was conducted to her
cabin, she was already waiting there. Her expression didn't change as the two guards who had escorted
him ushered him through and closed the door.
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"Hello, Robin," she said.
* * *
Mertak came down from the upper level of OpCom and crossed through the guard quarters to the main
door. Moving at a normal pace without show of undue haste, he left the fenced security compound and
made his way to the power distribution house. Shayle was alone in the control room. Because of the
number that were away with Jorff's and Zeigler's parties, no guard was posted here for the time being. All
the same, he kept his voice low.
"They're all together at a rendezvous location on the ground. It's a valley southeast from here, just this
side of the Spine. I've got the coordinates. . . ."
* * *
Keene had just relayed the numbers to Heeland, when one of his three escorts jumped up suddenly,
peering up at the sky. The other two scrambled to their feet also. Keene stood up, following their gaze.
His ears caught the muted whine of ducted fans, coming from the east. "Okay, I can hear it now," he said
into the handset from the probe.
The dot descending from the gray overhead resolved itself into a bright orange-and-white disk topped
by a pair of black tail fins. The boys gazed up apprehensively as it approached, at the same time keeping
attention on Keene with nervous glances. He waved up at the airmobile and nodded back at them, trying
to look reassuring. "Okay, I've got you on visual," Heeland's voice said from the handset. "Didn't know
you had company. What gives?"
"They're okay. Just bring it down right in front of the probe."
"You're not planning on taking those guys too, I hope."
"No, just me."
The mobile landed amid a scattering of dust. Keene picked up the foil-backed survival blanket that he'd
taken from the downed probe and moved forward to check the accommodation. Two of the underside
racks were empty as Heeland had promised, the third still holding its probe. Keene unsnapped recessed
catches locking its emergency compartment cover, then leaned in to activate the comm panel and take
out the handset. "Reading?" he checked.
"Loud and clear," Heeland responded on the new channel. Keene shut off the handset he'd been using
from the grounded probe. Now he had a channel that would travel with him. He unfolded the blanket and
began packing it around inside one of the empty racks. The boys were watching him uncertainly, the
leader reaching for his spear now. Keene pointed at the pile of things he had set aside to take back,
before the change of plan.
"Back, Joburg," he said, pointing to the direction down from the ridge. "Charlie. For Charlie. You take,
yes?" He eased himself down, sliding a leg into the space he had prepared.
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