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And she wondered why Broey continued to worry at the obvious.
    â€œKeila Jedrik,” Broey said. And again: “Keila Jedrik.”
    Gar squinted at his daughter.
    â€œWhy would she include herself among the fifty who …”
    â€œShe sends us a message,” Broey said. “I hear it clearly now.” He seemed pleased by his own thoughts.
    Gar read something else in the Gowachin’s manner.
    â€œI hope you’re not having her killed.”
    â€œI’m not as quick to anger as are you Humans,” Broey said.
    â€œThe usual surveillance?” Gar asked.
    â€œI haven’t decided. You know, don’t you, that she lives a rather celibate life? Is it that she doesn’t enjoy the males of your species?”
    â€œMore likely they don’t enjoy her,” Tria said.
    â€œInteresting. Your breeding habits are so peculiar.”
    Tria shot a measuring stare at Broey. She wondered why the Gowachin had chosen to wear black today. It was a robe-like garment cut at a sharp angle from shoulders to waist, clearing his ventricles. The ventricles revolted her and Broey knew this. The very thought of them pressing against her … She cleared her throat. Broey seldom wore black; it was the happy color of priestly celebrants. He wore it, though, with a
remoteness which suggested that thoughts passed through his mind which no other person could experience.
    The exchange between Broey and Tria worried Gar. He could not help but feel the oddity that each of them tried to present a threatening view of events by withholding some data and coloring other data.
    â€œWhat if she runs out to the Rim?” Gar asked.
    Broey shook his head.
    â€œLet her go. She’s not one to stay on the Rim.”
    â€œPerhaps we should have her picked up,” Gar said.
    Broey stared at him, then:
    â€œI’ve gained the distinct impression that you’ve some private plan in mind. Are you prepared to share it?”
    â€œI’ve no idea what you …”
    â€œEnough!” Broey shouted. His ventricles wheezed as he inhaled.
    Gar held himself very quiet.
    Broey leaned toward him, noting that this exchange amused Tria.
    â€œIt’s too soon to make decisions we cannot change! This is a time for ambiguity.”
    Irritated by his own display of anger, Broey arose and hurried into his adjoining office, where he locked the door. It was obvious that those two had no more idea than he where Jedrik had gone to ground. But it was still his game. She couldn’t hide forever. Seated once more in his office, he called Security.
    â€œHas Bahrank returned?”
    A senior Gowachin officer hurried into the screen’s view, looked up.
    â€œNot yet.”
    â€œWhat precautions to learn where he delivers his cargo?”
    â€œWe know his entry gate. It’ll be simple to track him.”
    â€œI don’t want Gar’s people to know what you’re doing.”
    â€œUnderstood.”
    â€œThat other matter?”
    â€œPcharky may have been the last one. He could be dead, too. The killers were thorough.”

    â€œKeep searching.”
    Broey put down a sense of disquiet. Some very un-Dosadi things were happening in Chu … and on the Rim. He felt that things occurred which his spies could not uncover. Presently, he returned to the more pressing matter.
    â€œBahrank is not to be interfered with until afterward.”
    â€œUnderstood.”
    â€œPick him up well clear of his delivery point and bring him to your section. I will interview him personally.”
    â€œSir, his addiction to …”
    â€œI know the hold she has on him. I’m counting on it.”
    â€œWe’ve not yet secured any of that substance, sir, although we’re still trying.”
    â€œI want success, not excuses. Who’s in charge of that?”
    â€œKidge, sir. He’s very efficient in this …”
    â€œIs Kidge available?”
    â€œOne moment, sir.