On the flight back to Kamberra that evening—how extraordinary, he thought, to now find alien spaceships so routine—he gazed down through a transparent deck at the erased land on which European and Sinostates conurbations had once stood. If the ship diverted, he could look at the same reminder of the cost of restoration in parts of Africa and the South Americas. What looked like fresh new growth was built on death and destruction.
I helped that happen. I couldn’t have stopped it happening anyway, but I made my choice, and I can live with it. I helped buy the world some time.
“Do you remember Esganikan Gai?” Jenesian asked.
“Yeah,” said Bari. “Shame, really. I never got to know her as well as I would have liked.” He wondered if he’d ever get around to those memoirs, and knew that if he did that he’d omit quite a lot of detail and crazy stories about immortals. “You’d have thought I’d have made better notes at the time. Politicians do that, you know. We always have an eye to our memoirs, right from day one.”
He could always ask Shukry. He had a better memory, even now, and he kept notes. But there was plenty of time for that. Bari found himself thinking back to the first meetings he’d had with the Eqbas commander and her entourage, those disorienting first days, and tried to recall all the names around that meeting table when the FEU tried to get heavy with Esganikan.
There’d been a human copper, a woman the FEU wanted badly. What was her name? Francis? Frankel? He’d have to look it up. She only stayed a couple of weeks, and then she was gone. There had been a lot of water under the bridge since then, oceans of it.
“What’s troubling you?” Jenesian asked. “You’re frowning.”
“Bad memory,” he said. “Trying to recall a name from way back. But it doesn’t matter. Nobody important.”
Franks?
Bari kept tossing the name around in his head, then gave up and started compiling a list on his handheld of the key people—human and alien—who had been pivotal in the restoration of Earth. He really should have started outlining these damn memoirs a long time ago. He’d need the material for a lecture tour, too.
Franklin?
He got on with his list. No, the name really didn’t matter at all.
Acknowledgments
My grateful thanks go to Bryan Boult and Jim Gilmer for critical reading: to Suzanne Byrne, for saving me from being an ignorant Whingeing Pom; and to my editor, Diana Gill, and my agent, Russ Galen, for keeping me in line.
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