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Other parts, which she did hear, gave Maj the shivers. “There’s the matter of the agent that Cluj’s people sent over to ‘recover’ Laurent,” Winters said. “Quite a nasty lady — we were glad to catch up with her. There are several incidents which have happened on U.S. soil that we are going to be happy to have the chance to take up with her at last. She’ll be here for a while.”
Maj grinned at that. The woman’s face had been one of those she disliked at first sight — it was good to know there had been reason for it.
“You thought it through, Maj,” Winters said to her, much later. “You thought it through, and you followed the hunch when it came to you — and the hunch bought the time that was needed for response by those equipped to respond. You can’t do much better than that. I’m proud of you.”
She said nothing, and simply walked along by him, basking in the praise.
“Now,” he said, “we’ll talk about why you didn’t call me earlier.” And he talked about that, earnestly, for about fifteen minutes, during all of which Maj’s ears burned so fiercely that she thought they might set her hair on fire.
Finally, though, her father, walking on the other side of James Winters, spoke up. “She would probably have called you the night before, Jim,” he said, “if I hadn’t talked her out of it.”
“True?”
“True.”
Winters simply looked at Maj’s father and shook his head. Her father shrugged. “I invoked Occam’s Razor,” he said. “Mea culpa.”
“Mmm,” Winters said. “Now that you remind me, I seem to remember having put Tabasco in your vodka once.”
“That was you?”
Winters nodded. “Another mistake. So we’ve made one apiece, now.”
“Can I have that in writing,” said Maj’s father, “and will you give it to my wife? At your earliest convenience.”
The men stood there grinning at each other.
“Where will Laurent and his dad go now?” Maj said after a moment.
Winters sighed. “It’s no surprise we have a protection program for witnesses and other assets,” he said. “I think we can fairly qualify Armin Darenko as an asset, since he has apparently invented one of the most useful surgical and therapeutic tools of this century. Wouldn’t be surprised if he gets the Nobel out of it. That will come later, though. Right now, since he shows no particular interest in returning to his native country”—and his smile went appropriately wintery—“we’ll ‘adopt’ him and Laurent, find a quiet place for them to settle where they won’t be bothered…and let them fade into the background.”
Maj smiled. “New identities…”
“I have a feeling your group may acquire a new member,” Winters said, “with a new name. A couple of your Net Force Explorers associates, of course, are likely to be privy to the information. But I don’t think that’s going to be a problem.”
“No,” Maj said, “I don’t think so, either.”
She smiled, hearing, in the back of her mind, the Galaxy singing; though not nearly as loudly, at the moment, as her pride.
Seven for seven, she thought. Or nine, or ten…
Whatever!
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