chapter 9
"How is everything going?" Edward walked into our temporary ice-cream plant. I smiled at him. He smiled back.
"Everything is great and the new freezers you got are amazing," I said. "The ice cream is kept at the perfect temperature."
"I have transport coming tomorrow morning to take it to my distributor," Edward said. "The ad campaign is scheduled to start tomorrow, too. I hope people will ask for it before it even gets to the stores."
"You amaze me," I said. He did. I'd never seen follow-through like this before. Everything Edward promised, he delivered. And then some. I'd seen the vid-ads. They were great.
"Then I'm ahead of the game," he leaned down to kiss me. I had three assistants working with me, mostly to monitor the equipment, load the containers of ice cream into the freezers and clean the equipment when we were done for the day. Edward and Kevis refused to allow me to work more than four clicks per day. Edward had hired my assistants, and they were very good and quite dedicated. "And our new facility is coming along. Want to come see?" He took my hand and led me out the door.
The new building was going to be four times the size of the temporary one, with more equipment and more employees when it was finished. "I can't wait for this to be ready," I said, looking at storage areas and stainless prep tables covered in heavy, plastic sheeting.
"You're going to be wealthy, Reah. Are you prepared for that?" Edward put an arm around my shoulders as we looked over the half-finished building.
"I've never been that," I sighed. "I don't know what to say."
"Say we'll have our date soon. I'm looking forward to it."
"We'll do it soon," I leaned back to gaze at him.
"Good." I got another kiss.
* * *
"Mr. Marolla, I hope we're close to finishing this project," Lendill stood inside the investigative journalist's office. "I've had word from an insider that the network that ran that piece of shit in the beginning has allied with three from the Campiaan Alliance who seem bent on replacing Teeg San Gerxon. Now, I don't know if you're familiar with the Campiaan Alliance, but my sources are convinced that it will die and go back to what it was, a collection of lawless worlds, if Teeg doesn’t keep a firm hand on it. I'm not willing to go back to fighting criminals from those worlds. We need to release this two days after those three and the network have had plenty of time to spew their lies. Then we'll present our information and see what happens," Lendill said.
Hild Marolla, respected investigative journalist, smiled at Lendill Schaff. "Vice-Director, we're editing the last interview now. The information provided by Dr. Kevis Halivar has been most helpful in building this story. I can certainly release this piece two days after the others have managed to hang themselves. I must admit, I've never seen anything like this. Please express my gratitude to Dr. Halivar and Deonus Wyyld for their cooperation."
"There's something else for you to add," Teeg San Gerxon appeared, Astralan and Stellan at his side. Teeg held a comp-vid containing information and images in his hand. "It's all there," he said. "And what you see may shock you even more than you have been already, but it's the truth. I think it's time that a few eyes were opened."
"What did you bring?" Lendill asked. Teeg turned the comp-vid so Lendill could see. A single image graced the screen. "Ah," Lendill sighed.
* * *
"Nedrizif was Bandelif's son," Yidrizin pointed to the hand-copied records. Zendeval stared at the huge book that bore names of Greater Demons going back hundreds of thousands of years. Yidrizin, acting Prime Minister for Nrath (what was left of it, anyway), showed Zen and Perdil through the royal archives.
"I don't remember this place," Zen looked around him in awe. The treasury was there, the crown and crown jewels were also there inside the archives.
"You wouldn't, you were only a child when you were hauled away by those foul creatures," Yidrizin grumbled. "They convinced your father, the King, that greater things awaited him if he'd just follow them off-world. A foolish mistake, as it turned out. No disrespect meant, of course."
"None taken, I realize fully what kind of mistake it was." Zen had seen a handful of women inside the castle when the guards had brought him and Perdil in for an audience with Yidrizin. "Tell me about the females," he said.
"All we have are inside these walls and mated," Yidrizin stated sadly. "Six we have, and all have grown weary of childbearing."
"I was told that we were the only remaining Greater Demons," Zen sighed. "And now I learn this is not true."
"No, it was true when you heard it," Yidi replied. "I was visited by the god shortly after you were dropped here. This is in your past, Zendeval Rjjn. Twenty-five thousand years into your past. Kifirin said that you had much to atone for, and that twenty-five thousand years might do that. He also said that you would give the race hope, where there was none before. Likely the reason we died off before," Yidi remarked thoughtfully. "Now, Kifirin has promised a new day, if you work with us and tell us of the outside world as you knew it. Perhaps it will bring that hope to us."
"What I would most like to know is how you handle the moonrush when it comes," Zen said. It had cost him Reah. He realized that.
"Moonrush? That is an archaic concept," Yidi snorted in derision. "Here, follow me. I will show you how that should be handled. There is no need to terrify the women or cause them pain." Zen, with a wide-eyed and puzzled Perdil following close behind, walked with Yidrizin to the palace kitchens.
"This," Yidi held up a flask, "is moonwine. It is taken the day before a full moon. It eliminates the blood change that occurs in Greater Demons, forcing the moonrush, as you call it. Early in our history, females died because of it. The god came and gave this to us. The wine is formed from the darkberries grown here, with a few other herbs added. It is barbaric to subject the females to moonrush, and we cannot afford to lose any of them. They are too precious. The code says it and we know it to be true. The only purpose moonrush might serve is to fight off enemies. None come here, now. We are an abandoned world."
"How will I get my Reah back now?" Zen moaned to Perdil.
"Reah?" Yidi was curious.
"One taken during moonrush," Perdil jerked his head at Zendeval. "She became ill afterward. That is a very long tale."
"If she became ill, then she could bear your children," Yidi said.
"Out of his reach," Perdil shrugged as Zen moaned again. "By twenty-five thousand years, as you say." Perdil bowed to Yidi. "And the god called her High Demon."
"Stars and the god save us," Yidrizin dropped to his knees.
* * *
"Reah, this will only last for a day or two," Kevis assured me as I was led into the media room at Edward's manor. "I promise," he added, settling me on a comfortable sofa before the huge vid-screen. He, Lendill, Teeg and Astralan had come to get me from the ice-cream plant.
Edward had gone to the southern grove earlier in the day to check on the harvest there. He walked in now, looking angry. Something was up; I was just waiting to see what it was. I was settled on the sofa between Edward and Teeg, both of whom held one of my hands as Lendill touched the remote control, bringing the vid-screen to life.
"This was recorded earlier," Teeg muttered beside me. I didn't recognize the woman speaking, or the two men behind her. It didn't take long to determine what they were attempting to do, however.
"This woman," Cynthin Gerg, President of Xordthe, said, pointing to two photographs of me, side by side, "is married to Teeg San Gerxon. Now, I don't know how you feel about this, but she is clearly delusional, making these outrageous claims." One of the photographs showed me on Teeg's arm at some ball or other, unnecessary event for the Campiaan Alliance. The other was an unedited photograph from that foul reality program to which Ceerah and Jalan had sold my private records.
"While I have sympathy for any patient whose rights have been violated," Cynthin went on with fake emotion, "I cannot ignore how dangerous or distracting this might be to the founding Alliance member. It is, in my opinion, in all our best interests if he steps aside for now until this matter is resolved."
The program then went back to a journalist that not only called for Teeg to step aside but to leave Campiaan government altogether, due to the severity of my condition. The more I watched, the angrier I became. Everything I'd said to Kevis Halivar had been true. Ceerah and her fellow conspirator had done this—not only to me but to Teeg as well.
"Divorce me," I said to Teeg the moment the recording ended. "That will get them off your back and things will be normal for you." I tried to rise, but Edward and Teeg wouldn't release my hands.
"Let me go," I said as calmly as I could. At that moment, I'd have given anything to be anywhere else and anyone else. This was as bad as the attack and intended rape. Perhaps worse. Before, I'd been violated by a single man. Now I was being violated by every member of two Alliances. Had I ever had hopes of walking freely in daylight without people pointing or shying away? The last remnant of that hope skittered beyond my reach.
"Reah, don't run away from this. We're preparing a response; it will take two days to put it up," Teeg said.
"And what are you going to tell them?" I turned to Teeg. "Liar, liar, pants on fire?" The words were voiced in English, an old phrase that I'd learned from Gavril, long ago. Gavril. Just the thought of him, seventeen and still innocent when he'd been taken by Kifirin, made me want to weep. "Kifirin screwed both of us, didn't he?" I wept as I looked at Teeg.
"Baby, don't," Teeg pulled my head against his shoulder. "We'll get through this, I promise."
"I don't know how you can. Divorce me publicly, Teeg. It's the only way they won't tear you down. The Campiaan Alliance needs your hand on it to survive. As much as we have our differences, I know that. It'll die if you walk away. Divorce me now and be done with it. I should never have healed the core on Xordthe. Look what it's gotten me." I finally pulled my hand away from Teeg's grip and tossed it helplessly, still weeping.
"Baby, I haven't come this far, against such impossible odds, to let you go," Teeg said. "We'll have a response in two days. They'll bluster again tomorrow, and then it'll be over. Just hold on. Do it for me and for the others. If things don't turn out the way you want, then I'll listen after that. It won't stop me from loving you, though. Or Garwin Wyatt."
"Reah, come here, sweetheart." Edward stood and pulled me against him. "Those people can go f*ck themselves," he muttered against my hair. "Come on; let's go check the trees in the western grove."
* * *
We walked on soft, black soil between rows of harvested trees, a breeze rustling through dark-green leaves. Edward had an arm around me while I wiped tears. When he wasn't looking at me, he had a grim expression on his face. Eventually, we were joined by Lok, Aurelius, Farzi and Nenzi.
"Honey Snake," I wrapped my arms around Farzi's neck while Nenzi crowded close against my back.
"They come close, they not live," Nenzi muttered. I was hugging both of them after that.
Did I think the first version of the venom leveled against us was terrible? That was nothing compared to what came on the second day. Other news agencies picked up the story and I was called everything from crackpot to dangerously insane. Many political pundits asked outright for Teeg's resignation. Of course, Cynthin Gerg was calling for the Council of Campiaan Alliance Worlds to step in and remove Teeg in favor of someone more reliable. And all because he had a crazy wife who made delusional claims about not being humanoid and belonging to the ASD.
I felt numb. What else could they do to me? I refused to talk to Kevis. He and nurse nasty had ruined my life. I think he knew how little I wanted to speak to him and blessedly stayed out of my sight. Edward coaxed me to eat. I didn't want to, but when I dry-heaved after a while, he convinced me to eat yogurt and toast. Farzi and Nenzi, so upset they couldn't handle being human, turned to lion snake and patrolled Edward's manor. The servants had been warned and stepped out of their way. Lion snakes weren't native to Avendor, so most of the staff didn't understand how dangerous they were.
"Come with me, baby," Teeg appeared at nearly eight bells. He led me toward Edward's media room, where a real crowd had gathered this time. Lissa had come with Gavin, Winkler, Tony, Drake, Drew, Norian and Thurlow. Jayd and Glinda were also there, for some inexplicable reason. I didn't speak to them. Glinda looked sad. I wasn't in any mood to attempt a fix for that. I'd been past that for a while, I think. All of my mates had come, including Nefrigar, plus Corolan, Astralan and Kevis. Ry looked angry. Actually, they all did. Teeg was grimly determined, somehow.
"Sit down, baby," Teeg said. I sat between him and Nefrigar this time. Nefrigar had altered his height so he'd fit the furniture. A blue hand held mine tightly as he leaned down to kiss me.
"The baby is fine," he murmured, kissing my forehead next.
"Here we go," Lendill said and used the remote to turn on the vid-screen. A special report was announced and Hild Marolla, an older and much respected investigative journalist, appeared on screen.
"Good evening to all in the Alliance," he said, using his normal greeting. "Tonight we bring a special report that I have been putting together for weeks now. I hope that it will disprove many current and popular rumors that have circulated recently. All these rumors began because this woman," a large photograph of Ceerah Kade was shown in an inset on the screen, "desecrated the delicate patient-physician privilege, in addition to blatantly violating the patient's rights laws that exist in both Alliances. We have done our homework on Ms. Kade and have investigated her background thoroughly," Hild Marolla added.
"You see, she has not always been Ceerah Kade. When she began her medical career on Tulgalan nearly half a century ago, she was known as Cedrah Dane. Although the charges there have been dropped against her since so much time has passed, she was charged with theft of controlled drugs, which she distributed for non-identifying Alliance credits. When the authorities came close to an arrest on Tulgalan, she escaped to Pridded, using the name Bynda Wark. There, she was accused and convicted of smuggling drakus seed, using her medical career as a front for distribution of the dangerous drug. Once again, when the authorities came too close, she escaped, using yet another alias."
Hild Marolla hesitated for a moment before continuing. "For years, Ceerah Kade has done this, hopping from one world to the next, paying shady members known for their criminal activities for false identities but always using her medical background as a front for her crimes. Until she arrived on Refizan, that is. There she took the name Ceerah Kade and began working at Sea Winds, a well-known psychiatric clinic. From the beginning, when she wasn't passing off fake drugs to unsuspecting recipients and selling the actual drugs to waiting dealers on the outside, she and her accomplice, Jalan Wolk, would break into the sensitive, private vid recordings of patient sessions and watch them as a source of amusement." Hild Marolla paused for a moment before continuing.
"If you are outraged at this information," he went on, "be assured that I and my investigative team are just as outraged. The ASD has taken Ms. Kade into custody, because there is no time limitations placed upon drakus seed distribution." Another inset was shown of Ceerah in cuffs, being led away by special agents. Hild Marolla continued his broadcast.
"The proof has been collected and at least sixteen deaths have been associated with her dealing of that dangerous drug. The other charges against her are nothing in comparison to this, but that still brings us back to her current victim, the one known as Reah Nilvas." A photograph of me was displayed in an inset.
"At first, I imagined that Ms. Nilvas was an unfortunate victim in Ms. Kade's scheme, and I was not wrong," Hild Marolla continued. "What I discovered after researching Ms. Nilvas' background, which was graciously opened to me, and after interviewing those who are familiar with her work, I can only say that I am astounded at the complexities of this woman. In order to illustrate what disservice both Alliances are doing her, and she is a member in good standing of both Alliances, I might add, I would like to take you through a journey tonight to show you just who—and what—Reah Nilvas is."
The scene changed and now we were shown a beautiful study filled with books and artifacts, all of it tastefully decorated, of course. Ildevar Wyyld, founding member of the Reth Alliance, sat behind a carved, wooden desk.
"Hello," he said, "I am Ildevar Wyyld. I'm sure all of you recognize that name, if you aren't familiar with my face," he smiled gently. "I agreed to this interview because a member of the Reth Alliance has been treated unjustly. If you will come with me, I will show you just a little of what Reah Desh Nilvas Silver has done for the Reth Alliance."
Hild Marolla was there, a camera right behind him as he followed Ildevar Wyyld out of his office, down an ornately designed hallway that I recognized from a trip with Lendill, and into Lendill's office. "Here," Ildevar pointed to the wall that held all my awards and certificates, "is a sampling of what Reah has accomplished for me and the ASD. She is currently working special assignments for us. Can you focus on this one?" Ildevar pointed out one of the awards that lined the wall.
"As you can see, hopefully, it says for service provided to the Alliance in bringing down the drakus seed trade," he said. "You see her name, here?" He tapped the certificate. "This one," he pointed to another and the camera focused on it, "This says that Reah was solely responsible for taking down Arvil San Gerxon and at least a hundred other criminals who were providing drugs to the Alliance and convicted of assassinations, smuggling and other crimes against our worlds. And this one," Ildevar added, "is for taking down one of the worst threats to both Alliances. I'm sure few of you have heard the name Zellar before tonight, but I assure you, for those who know, he was the worst of the worst. He it was, using the power he had, who tapped into the cores of many planets. He killed Cloudsong, Thiskil and numerous others. Many of those worlds still lie dead, as you know. You've all heard that somehow, the core energy leaked away, but you have not been informed until now how that was accomplished. Reah tracked Zellar for a very long time until she found him and the ones he'd allied with, destroying all of them. And this award, which is neither the last nor the least, recognizes her for single-handedly removing the threat of the controllers." Ildevar sighed and bowed his head for a moment before looking at the camera again.
"Reah, at great risk to herself, suffered a personal attack and other indignities at the request of the ASD, in order to obtain valuable information for the Director and Vice-Director of the Alliance Security Detail. After that, when she found they intended to bring their own controlling brains online in order to dominate both Alliances, she destroyed them, while saving nearly seventy women from being sold into slavery. You see, that's what was happening. These criminals intended to enslave all of you. Each and every one. Oh, they started by selling pretty girls they targeted at Stellar Winds, but it was scheduled to go beyond that. The blackout was their doing, my friends. Reah destroyed their comp-brain before it could go farther than that. And those women? They owe Reah their lives. Don't take my word for it, however. Mr. Marolla has interviewed some of them. I'll let them explain what they saw during that terrible time." Ildevar smiled and the location changed.
Four women sat in comfortable chairs inside Hild Marolla's studio. The "live" caption showed at the bottom of the screen. They were being recorded right then.
"I know how difficult this is for all of you," Mr. Marolla said. "But if you could, please tell me, in your own words, what happened."
"I was kidnapped from work," one of the girls said. "I'd gone to Stellar Winds about six moon-turns ago. I had no idea they'd marked me." The others were nodding; their experiences had been similar.
"I was kidnapped from my apartment," another said. "From a clothing store," the third said. The fourth and last one had been taken after visiting her parents.
"They transported us back to Stellar Winds, but we were taken in cages to a huge underground cave there," the first one said. "We were fed once a day and allowed to visit a restroom twice a day, in shifts. We were kept there for days, allowed a bath every fourth day and taunted and ridiculed."
"How large were your cages?" the journalist asked. I nodded when they said six blocks by six blocks. They weren't large and it was difficult to stretch out in one. "So, these were uncomfortable, to put it kindly," Hild Marolla said.
"There was nothing kind about the cages or our captors," one of the girls huffed. "We thought that was bad, but then the day of the full moon came. We four, along with several others, watched while they brought the white-haired woman in. We recognized her right away when they ran those awful videos. They were making fun of her, as if she didn't suffer, too. Her cage was loaded onto the ship, just as ours were. We weren't frightened at that moment, but we should have been. We thought they were just moving us. We were wrong. The ship landed us on the small moon nearby, inside a landing shield. There our cages were unlocked, men came in who turned into terrible monsters and we were assaulted and raped. Many of us required medical assistance afterward. The white-haired woman became very sick. I saw two doctors come to visit her cage afterward." The girl wiped tears away.
"And then what happened?" Hild Marolla asked gently. Another girl took up the story. "Two eight-days later, we were loaded into another ship. We were all frightened, this time. We remembered what had happened before. This trip took longer. Several clicks. I know now we landed on Cloudsong."
"One of the worlds where the core was drained by Zellar," Hild Marolla nodded. "What happened after that?"
"We found out that buyers had come. For us," another girl wiped her eyes. "They came and rattled our cages. Touched us in intimate places. We were all afraid. I could see, too, the huge, round things built in a corner of the castle. It looked like old photographs I've seen of castles, anyway. Several men were fussing over the round things, and several men and one woman, who seemed to be in charge, were talking excitedly about them. I was too far away to hear everything they said, but I did hear them say that it was coming online tonight."
"This was the night of the blackout," Hild Marolla explained for the audience's benefit. "Fortunately, we have obtained vid images of part of what happened in that throne room of Cloudsong's deserted castle. I'll show the images, and if you'll explain what we're seeing?" Hild asked. The girls nodded. A vid-screen lit up on an adjacent wall and I gasped. How had they gotten these images? How? I didn't know they existed. Teeg gripped my other hand, now. I was going to have to watch this, as painful as it might be.
The auction was about to start but prior to that, Dantel Schuul had made a big speech before flipping the switch to the brains, effectively taking over everything in both Alliances. And that's when I made my move. My decision had been made and I was committed.
The camera angle switched to one overhead, as I turned to my smaller Thifilatha, escaped my cage and began soaking up the sun's rays through a hole in the palace roof. You could see the transformation clearly as I made it. As soon as I'd gathered enough energy, making my scales glow brightly, I aimed my hands at the brains, exploding them one by one. Chaos then broke out inside the castle's great hall, and I was fired upon. I refused to run or remove myself from the doorway—I'd been protecting the girls inside.
Dantel and Nedrizif were now commanding an army of Greater Demons, who moved to attack. I was only thing that stood between sixty-seven helpless women and slavery or death. That's when I changed to my larger Thifilatha. I could imagine the gasps around the Alliances as they watched a small, white-haired woman first become a six-foot Thifilatha, and then when things became desperate, become a fifteen-foot Thifilatha, golden and glowing.
I was pulling energy from Cloudsong's daystar as quickly as I could at that point, while Greater Demons fired all kinds of weapons at me. The more solar energy I pulled inside, the less effect any of them had. And then Dantel Schuul and Nedrizif were screaming at them to attack. All the Greater Demons turned into those foul creatures and rushed at me. They winked out of existence when they hit my scales.
At that moment, I sent energy toward the last of the brains, blowing it to bits. Everyone was knocked to the ground by the explosion. I went to my knees, it was so powerful. Dantel Schuul screamed at the slaves there, ordering them to attack after the last of his Greater Demons had died. The images died too, when everything in the Alliances went into massive blackouts.
"The ASD arrived shortly after that, but if it hadn't been for that woman, we'd have been killed or sold. I don't think we would have lived long," the first girl said as the others sobbed. "So many died that night. If that poor woman needs therapy now, I can certainly understand. We've been in treatment since the ASD brought us home."
"I thank you all for your willingness to talk with me tonight," Hild Marolla said. "And now, we go to another recorded interview." The images changed. I was shocked. Jayd walked through the Kifirini gishi fruit groves with Hild Marolla. "You're telling me that you're High Demon." Hild Marolla said.
"Yes. I am Jaydevik Rath, King of the High Demon world of Kifirin," he replied, smiling slightly.
"And you know Reah Desh Nilvas Silver."
"Yes. Females among our kind are extremely rare. Rarer, even, than female vampires. Their numbers are certainly greater at the moment. Reah has been instrumental in bringing Kifirin back from the brink of bankruptcy the past twenty-five turns. These groves she planted for the benefit of the Crown. As you can see, these are gishi fruit trees."
"But I heard Reah was an operative for the ASD," Hild Marolla remarked.
"She was, before her first set of twins were born. Now, three sets of twins later, all girls I might add, she works special projects for the ASD. All of those things she said to the doctor are quite true. Reah doesn't lie. I find that nurse's actions reprehensible, and I would be glad to extradite her to Kifirin, where she will be charged with crimes against a citizen," Jayd said. "Reah will never be able to work undercover for the ASD again, since that program revealed her identity. I find that unusual in the extreme. Have they explained why that happened? I'd prefer to bring charges against that network as well, if I could."
The image changed again, to Norian's office at Lissa's palace. Norian sat behind his desk, dressed in his ASD uniform.
"Director, thank you for taking the time to speak with me," Hild Marolla said.
"I feel it is the least I can do. Reah deserves much better than she's received, don't you think? Dantel Schuul, his daughter and the others who were determined to enslave both Alliances, brought down by my best operative, who is then ridiculed in exchange because she requires a bit of therapy? What would you do, sir, if you were violated and made ill, and then were forced to fight off hundreds in order to keep seventy women and both Alliances safe? If she hadn't acted as she did, where do you think we'd be right now?"
"Is she truly married to Teeg San Gerxon? I ask you that because you are in a position to know."
"Of course Reah is Teeg's wife. Has been for more than twenty-five turns. Both Alliances recognize multiple mates. Reah's daughters are all High Demon, but as you heard in the vids released by that awful program, she is pregnant again. This child belongs to Teeg San Gerxon, and he is justifiably angry that his wife was treated in this manner. As are we. As King Jayd aptly stated, Reah's cover is now gone. Our best operative will no longer be able to work undercover for us. Both Alliances will suffer because of this, but you haven't seen everything yet, Mr. Marolla. I have vid images here that will greatly interest you. Reah, in that state you witnessed as she guarded women and protected the Alliances, can also do wondrous things. To our knowledge, she is the only creature besides the Larentii who can bring dying worlds back to life. This one I especially want to show to you. Watch." Norian flipped on the vid-screen behind his desk. I whimpered as I recognized where I'd been in that vid. Xordthe.
"Here are the records, and these are available through the Science Institute on Xordthe, of the dying core twenty-six turns ago. The ASD knew that Zellar had tapped into it, but that information wasn't shared since Xordthe wasn't a member of the Campiaan Alliance at the time. This predates the Campiaan Alliance by several moon-turns, actually. Now, watch this. You see Teeg San Gerxon there—he is tracking one of Zellar's trainees. Zellar taught several how to tap cores of planets in order to enhance their power. The other men are two of San Gerxon's bodyguards. And this," the camera moved, capturing me, sitting on the ground and glowing in full Thifilatha, "is Reah, who is repairing the core with her own power. I have readings, before and after, for every world where Reah has repaired the core. These include Tulgalan, Karathia, Bardelus, Mazareal, Campiaa, Cloudsong, Thiskil, Xordthe, Shillverr and Roorthi. All the information is provided on this comp-vid and is available on each of those worlds except Cloudsong and Thiskil, because Reah repaired those after the populations had ceased to exist. Those worlds lie as a warning to the others of what might have happened to them if Reah hadn't intervened. And just so everyone knows, Reah did those repairs on her own time. She was never compensated for any of it."
"Is it possible to speak with her?" Hild Marolla sounded breathless as he flipped through record after record on the comp-vid Norian had given him.
"I don't think she is willing at this point. We sold her out, did we not? I know where she is, but her mates are protecting her, as you might imagine. We thought she was safe when we placed her in Sea Winds. That turned out badly, as you well know. The Director has resigned, leaving the clinic under an interim Director."
"What will happen to Reah now?" Hild Marolla asked.
"I don't know," Norian sighed, looking away for a moment. "She has suffered trauma in this last assignment, and there are those who are attempting to help her overcome it. I do not know what the final outcome will be."
"Is she dangerous? To anyone?"
"If you are a danger to others, or to the Alliance, perhaps. You see that Ceerah Kade is still alive, although Reah could have come after her at any time. Reah, as ASD, could use any resource to locate anyone. Ceerah should be relieved that Reah has such high principles and a respect for life."
"So, all those things she said were true," Hild Marolla said.
"Yes. Every one of them," Norian agreed.
"She really isn't insane."
"No. Troubled over the trauma and illness from her last assignment, but certainly not insane. If she were here before you now, you would see that she isn't dangerous or, as the other network put it, crazy."
The image shifted back to the present, with Hild Marolla sitting behind his desk. "Shall we believe one with multiple identities who has sold drugs time and again, or one whose story is backed by the founding member of the Reth Alliance, firsthand eyewitnesses and the Director of the ASD? Shall we ask that a devoted husband step down from his position with the Campiaan Alliance, when his wife has helped to form that Alliance and keep it safe? Or shall we listen to a handful of bureaucrats who only seek to protect or further their political careers? I know what my decision is. What will yours be? Good night and sleep well," Hild Marolla said.
"I won't ever be able to walk anywhere again, without being recognized," I sighed. Everyone had likely seen my image. If not tonight, they'd see it tomorrow or the day after. And what would happen to Teeg? I shook my head and rose from my seat.
"Reah, do you need something?" Kevis was suddenly there, reaching out a hand.
"I feel dizzy," I said.
"Baby, don't pass out on me," Teeg was right there with Kevis. I wobbled; Teeg lifted me in his arms. "Let's go to the kitchen and get something to drink," he said softly. I fainted on the way.