"Wilffin, you will go back to your bedroom now and make love to this fine woman." Teeg and Astralan were there behind Wilffin somehow. Wilffin blinked at Teeg for only a moment before nodding and pulling the woman away with him. Farzi and the others relaxed visibly the moment Wilffin walked out the door.
"Thank the stars," I muttered, realizing only then I had a death grip on my sheet and blanket.
"Farzi, I'll take things from here," Teeg nodded to the proper lion snake, even. Farzi and his brothers slipped out of my room. "Thank you, Astralan," Teeg nodded toward the warlock.
"No trouble," Astralan said and disappeared.
"Sweetheart, that shouldn't have happened," Teeg settled on the side of my bed. I realized I was trembling uncontrollably when I let go of my covers. "Here, just slide over a little," Teeg scooted me over in the bed. "Now, just lie here with me," Teeg kissed my forehead and pulled me against him. My heart was still pounding when he reached over and turned off the light.
* * *
"Reah, just act like it never happened," Teeg told me the following morning. He'd let me sleep late and woke me with a kiss around mid-morning. It made me wonder what the others had done for breakfast.
"They got something from the staff," Teeg murmured against my throat—he was placing kisses there.
"Are you going back to Campiaa?" I was trying to fend him off so I could ask questions.
"Reah, I have to," Teeg nipped my neck. It caused my entire body to flush when he did that.
"But I'm afraid to stay here with them." I was whining, but I was terrified, too.
"Reah, sweetheart, they won't bother you again—I promise." How could he say that? He wasn't the one in the bed the night before, faced with a drunken crime kingpin waving a pistol. "I know you're worried, but I've alerted Astralan and his brothers. They'll watch out for you."
That was fine for him to say—I wasn't paying the warlocks, the Hardlows were. I think they'd do what their employers said, rather than choosing to protect an unimportant woman.
"Let Farzi and his brothers do their job. They and the warlocks will take care of you, sweetheart."
"Fine." Teeg realized he was finally getting what he wanted—my cooperation—both in and out of bed. Still, when Teeg left—Astralan took him back to Campiaa before returning—I watched my back and made sure I was never alone near Wilffin. The three women did stay several days, even after Arvil came back to plan his drakus seed harvest party.
* * *
"Here's the menu, pending your approval," I handed my comp-vid to Arvil. He was using Grish's old study, staying in close contact with Teeg and his newly hired assistant. Arvil had brought three new wizards back with him to Zephili—he'd hired them in record time. I was wary of all of them. The bad news was he'd left Ry and Tory with Teeg for the time being. "The wine choices are attached, but we don't have what we need here. Is there any way I can get to Campiaa to buy it?"
"This looks good, Reah. I'll see if Wilffox will lend Astralan to you for a day, just so you can pick up all of this. Bring a full staff of cooks and assistants back with you—as many as you need." Arvil was giving me permission to do whatever I wanted with this. "Will you serve the soup I like?"
"It's there, with the fish choice," I nodded toward the comp-vid.
"I see it. It'll be a good night. I just know it. We'll have a victory out of this, Reah. The Alliance is within our grasp and we will crush it from existence." I watched as Arvil's fist closed around an imaginary enemy. I nodded and ducked my head. I felt ill when I left Arvil's temporary study.
Vice-Director? I must have sounded shaky when I sent the mindspeech to Lendill Schaff.
Reah, what's wrong? Lendill got back with me right away.
Has Ry or Tory told you about the big party that Arvil is planning shortly after the first few fields are harvested?
I only have sketchy information. What do you know?
That Arvil is inviting the biggest and the worst, I sent. This party will coincide with the first shipments going out. I'm supervising the menu and the meal preparations. Arvil just admitted to me that he intends to crush the Alliance.
Is the party all he plans?
No, he's going to take all of them out to the seed fields and show them how extensive the crop is.
Before or after?
The party is set for early afternoon, with the visit to the seed fields immediately after. They're bringing in luxury hoverbuses just for the occasion. I was kneading dough in the kitchen, pounding it harder than necessary as I held my mental conversation. I could never forget Arvil's mission or how ruthless he could be in obtaining his goals.
We have your location pinpointed on the Zephili map, Lendill informed me. We wanted to wait until the shipping station got the first crates so we can get the shipping addresses. Anyone expecting seed will get a visit from the ASD instead. This is too perfect, Reah. I think we can arrange for a surprise for Arvil's visitors while they're looking over his fields. We need you to stay with them until we make our move, though, so they won't suspect anything. Just promise that you'll skip away at the first sign of the ASD attack.
I'll do it, I grumped mentally. I didn't tell him that I'd be searching for a way to get the reptanoids out of the way, too. I wasn't about to let them get killed or captured.
Keep up the good work, special agent Nilvas. I think I can get you a promotion and a pay increase. Lendill was gloating. Well, that was easy for him—he wasn't neck deep in the middle of it.
On a personal level, I merely wanted to come out of this alive and intact. I also wanted Farzi, Nenzi and their brothers to get out of this alive as well. I wondered if I could skip them away somewhere, just so they could be free for a change. I grabbed my comp-vid after setting the dough to rise again and started looking for likely places that would be safe for them.
* * *
"Reah, you look tired." Teeg held my face in his hands when Astralan folded me to Campiaa to pick up the wine and arrange for the kitchen staff and servers. Kiasz was going to help me out with my mission. He even offered to come and help out on Zephili, but I told him he was needed where he was. I didn't want any more friends' deaths on my conscience. Kiasz looked disappointed, but I gave him a hug and hoped he'd get over it. He was far safer where he was, although Campiaa wasn't very safe to start with.
"Teeg," I bumped my head against his chest.
"What's wrong with my baby?" His fingers stroked my jaw and neck before he bent down to kiss me. Tory, Ry, Astralan and Stellan were with us in Teeg's new study; he'd set it up inside Arvil's palace, not far from Arvil's office.
"Boss, do you want us to take care of that problem over at SG-2?" Stellan asked. I lifted my head—Stellan had called Teeg boss. Apparently, there was a problem at The San Gerxon II, Arvil's casino on the opposite end of the curving strip of sand that housed all of Campiaa's casinos. Of the thirty-eight casinos on that quiet bay, Arvil owned thirty-two of them. Word had it that he took payments from the other six owners for the privilege of having a casino on Campiaan soil.
"I'll come. Astralan, take Reah back to Zephili for me."
That was it? Take Reah back to Zephili? What was going on? Tory couldn't even offer me a shrug as Astralan came to haul me away. I hadn't gotten any mindspeech from Tory either—was he afraid to tell me something? I went cold for a moment, worried that there was indeed something more happening than I realized.
"Come along, short one. You can drool on the boss later." Astralan took my arm and folded me away.
* * *
"Reah, will you fix lunch?" That was Arvil's greeting to me the moment Astralan landed us inside the main kitchen. Therefore, it was justice, perhaps, that I was set to preparing lunch for Arvil, the Hardlows, three of the four warlocks, all three of Arvil's newly hired wizards and my reptanoids. I hugged Farzi, Nenzi and the others who jumped in and helped with sandwiches while I put soup and a fruit dessert together. Fruit and rum drinks were also served—I didn't like how grumpy the new wizards
seemed to be.
"Lack of female companionship," Astralan jerked his head toward the three wizards when I set his plate in front of him. Giving the barest of nods, I went to serve Celestan and Galaxsan next. Arvil and the Hardlows had been served already. I didn't want any of them upset over who was served first.
"Don't worry," Celestan whispered as I handed his plate over, "we're instructed to fry them if they lay a finger on you." He gave me a crooked grin as I lifted an eyebrow at his comment.
"Reah, this is excellent," Galaxsan was already sipping his drink.
"Then you should only have one; I put a double shot of rum in there," I replied, wrinkling my nose at him.
Nearly everyone was finished eating when Farzi, Nenzi and their brothers sat down with me to eat lunch. Only Astralan and one of the wizards were still at the island, lingering over their food. I sat between Farzi and Nenzi while we ate. I was almost too exhausted to eat and knew I'd have to start dinner soon if we were going to have rolls and something for dessert.
"Reah, you teach us more so we be more help for you," Farzi dipped into his soup. Our meal was a quick one, with pasta and vegetables added to seasoned broth.
"You've been a big help already," I rubbed Farzi's back affectionately.
"I'll pay if you'll put your hands on me," the wizard pushed his plate toward the center of the island.
"I'll kill you if you say anything like that to her again," Astralan examined the fingernails on his right hand. "Master San Gerxon has already issued that warning. I will make sure it is enforced."
My food had suddenly gone tasteless. Arvil's wizards were criminals, it was easy enough to see, but for someone to die over a comment? I wasn't sure how I felt about that. Paltis, the wizard, gave Astralan a dark look and stalked out of the kitchen.
"Farzi, make sure someone is with Reah at all times," Astralan went on. "If any one of those fuckers makes a move toward her, kill them. Bite first, ask questions later. Arvil was in too much of a hurry to hire replacements." Astralan rose from his seat at the island. "Lunch was good, Reah. I'll look forward to dinner."
Farzi and I just stared at each other after Astralan left the kitchen. I couldn't even put words together to say how I felt. Puzzled and afraid were the two emotions closest to the surface. Slipping off my barstool, I headed toward the door that led to the back of the house and the pool area. Farzi and his brothers were right behind me. I kept walking until we were halfway between the plantation and the barn. Stopping there amid a profusion of tropical plants, I turned to Farzi, Nenzi and the others.
"Farzi, if I ask you to do something sometime, will you do it and not ask questions?"
Farzi blinked at me, completely puzzled. Eventually, he nodded his head. "Reah, I know this is trust. We do this, because you ask."
"Good." I hugged Farzi, then Nenzi and each of the others. "I love you. All of you, and I worry about how things are going to turn out."
"We worry, too." Nenzi gave me a second hug. I held onto him for a while.
* * *
"We'll have the reception around the pool—the weather is too nice to have this indoors," Arvil informed me after dinner. He'd called me into his temporary study; he looked at home there already.
"Of course, Lord Arvil," I agreed. "I think I saw extra tables in the shed near the barns. I believe Grish did this sort of thing before. All we need are some nice tablecloths and napkins to go with what we already have. Grish only bought the best dishes and crystal." Arvil was expecting a hundred guests or so to show up. I'd already brought in menu comp-vids for each table. The main unit would be stationed inside the kitchen and each table would be registered with the proper items. The staff that Astralan and the others would fold in already knew what they were doing—I was bringing them from Arvil's casinos.
"Teeg will stay on Campiaa and make sure everything there is running smoothly during the event. You can give him updates as soon as the whole thing is over." Arvil was smiling. "I hope you have something nice to wear, Reah. I'll be introducing you as one of my heirs."
"I have something." Teeg had made sure I had something. He'd bought the midnight-blue gown himself, along with a necklace and bracelet. Arvil must be paying him generously. I hadn't even had time to look at my credit chip; I'd been so busy. But that gave me an idea. As soon as Arvil was done discussing plans for the reception and tour of the fields, I picked up Chazi and Hirzi, who were waiting outside Arvil's study. We went toward my suite where the other reptanoids were already gathered to go to bed.
"Farzi, take this," I said, handing over my credit chip bracelet.
"What is this?" He looked at me in alarm.
"Just in case you need it for anything," I told him. Farzi's face was troubled as I walked into my bathroom to clean up and dress for bed.
The next three days saw the biggest burst of activity. Tables were hauled in from the shed and the reptanoids and I worried over their placement in the pool area. The flagstone base was large but still required tactical decisions on where everything should go so that none of Arvil's guests would feel crowded. A bar was set up and stocked so the staff wouldn't have to run to the kitchen whenever a guest asked for a drink. I showed the bartenders how to make the rum and fruit drink at Arvil's insistence. The wizards Arvil employed all came to test the results. They were quite drunk afterward. I hoped Arvil didn't need them for anything.
Arvil was busy arranging for his personal stable of courtesans to be brought from Campiaa—I heard that Teeg was instrumental in making those arrangements. I got mindspeech from Tory twice, but both times I'd been so busy I'd barely had time to talk to him. He was only making sure I was all right anyway. Hoping that Lendill and Director Keef knew what they were doing, I kept up with my work, making sure that Arvil and the Hardlow's guests enjoyed what I hoped was their last meal outside captivity.
* * *
Barely a breeze was blowing as we covered tables with beautiful, champagne colored cloths and set out napkins to match. Crystal champagne flutes and water glasses were added, in addition to polished silver place settings. Plates and chargers came next—Grish's place settings would impress just about anyone. I wondered briefly what the warlocks had done with his body. Ignoring that thought, I rushed to get ready after the last table had been dressed and the menu items and appetizers checked in the kitchen. I barely arrived on time at Arvil's elbow as he greeted his arriving guests.
* * *
The Hardlows stood opposite Arvil, greeting guests just as we were. My head was swimming with names as Arvil took hands, slapped backs and did whatever he could to make them feel welcome. Some names were familiar—names that had been spread across the Alliance as the worst criminals the ASD hunted. If the Vice-Director could pull this operation off, it would be the biggest arrest he'd ever made, more than likely.
"Reah planned everything and these are her recipes," Arvil boomed to the guests who sat at our table. The yaris fish was such a hit that some were sending back to the kitchen to get a plate after they'd ordered one of the other dishes. Couples were sharing what they had—half of the ox-roast for half the fish or fowl dishes. The staff didn't even blink, bringing out extra plates and serving utensils to make the exchanges. Drinks were flowing and Arvil was extremely pleased. I was shaky, if I were honest with myself. The warlocks were scattered through the crowd—Astralan ate at the Hardlows' table; Arvil's three wizards were on the perimeter. I hoped they knew what they were doing in case someone caused trouble. The courtesans were paired with the single males Arvil designated.
The moment everything slowed down, Arvil invited his guests to the waiting luxury hoverbuses and they climbed aboard, evening gowns and all, for the trip to view the drakus fields. The first fifteen fields had been harvested already and the crates shipped to the station. Lendill hadn't given me any update on that but I figured the addresses had been copied and the seed confiscated. No doubt, the ASD agents would be arriving at those addresses quite soon to make arrests.
We were dri
ven out to a preselected field—a deck and walkway had been built so expensive shoes wouldn't sink into watered soil. A separate bar had also been set up so more drinks could be served. Nenzi was driving the bus in which I rode—Farzi and his brothers loaded into the back with me. Arvil, Wilffox, Wilffin and most of the guests were in eight other buses headed toward the fields.
"Farzi," I whispered to him and his brothers as the last of the six guests riding with us got off, "I want you and your brothers to go back to the plantation now. Take one of those other vehicles the farmhands use."
"What you want us to do then?" Farzi was nodding at me.
"You know what I look like when I change." Farzi and the others nodded. "Wait for me to come back like that. I'll take you somewhere safe."
"Reah not get hurt?" Nenzi was worried.
"I'll try to make sure of that," I leaned in to kiss his cheek. "Don't worry. Any of you. Be discreet when you leave."
"We will." Farzi was already laying out mental plans; I could see it.
I got off the bus and walked toward the knot of guests who surrounded Arvil and the Hardlows. Arvil was already describing the shipments and the harvesting of drakus seed. Figures—staggering figures—were mentioned, while eight reptanoids turned and slithered away from us, heading toward a vehicle that was almost obscured in the distance.
* * *
"I have work to do, why don't you two take the night off?" Teeg nodded toward Ry and Tory. "I can make do with the security around the walls."
"Are you sure? We can stay within shouting distance," Tory offered, though he was itching to get away. Lendill had already told him and Ry that this was the night Zephili would be taken. The Vice-Director had instructed both his special agents to fold or skip away at a designated time. They'd been recalled to Le-Ath Veronis; Lendill and Norian already had plenty of agents in place to take the drakus seed fields and arrest Arvil's guests. Not all of them came with powerful warlocks, as the Hardlows employed. Lendill and Norian's hopes rested on a fast strike and the element of surprise.
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