etention, Cortin turned to her
instructor. "All right--now why would someone like Colonel Bradford be
taking such an interest in me?"
"Bear in mind that this is speculation based on rumor," Illyanov
cautioned. "However, I have considerable experience putting together
small pieces of information to form an accurate whole; I am confident
of my evaluations."
"They've got to be better than the nothing I have now," Cortin said.
"Go on, please."
"Very well. This first item I rate as virtual certainty." He paused.
"The Monarchs' Council in New Rome this past December did remarkably
little of significance, to outward seeming. Not true?"
"Very true," Cortin said. "I'd expected a lot more, after the Kunming
raid."
"Most people did--and from observations I have made since, the
expectations were accurate; the reality has simply not been revealed
yet. I am convinced that Their Majesties, either at His Holiness'
urging or with his full consent, are in the process of forming an
inter-System--or perhaps all-System, the effect is the
same--anti-Brotherhood elite."
"It's about time!" Odeon exclaimed.
"I agree. Especially since it appears the members of that force will
be people who have little reason to be overly fond of the Brotherhood.
All but one of the people I believe to be selectees or potential
selectees are Special Operations personnel, and all have suffered some
personal harm from the Brothers." He glanced at Joan, smiling. "From
his interest in you, Captain, I think it highly likely that you are not
in full uniform. You certainly have most of the other qualifications I
have deduced: a personal grievance that would motivate you to accept
extremely hazardous anti-Brotherhood missions, a clean service record,
excellent to outstanding combat skills, regular attendance at church
when possible--all except a specialty, which you are getting now. I
would say that as soon as you receive your Warrant, you will be
approached about joining that unit."
"It fits," Odeon said softly. "So well that's got to be it. But why
did you say it might be at His Holiness' urging?"
"You do not remember the Kunming raid Captain Cortin referred to?"
"When it happened," Odeon said drily, "I was snowbound in the Northwest
Territory, alone in a shelter halfway between Holy Cross and Laredo
Junction. By the time I got out almost a month later, there wasn't
much talk about it any longer--I don't remember hearing any details
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