“I was building the soldiers, Dirac,” Boutin said. “They had to let me know what was going on. I had top-secret clearance right until the moment I shot that clone of mine. That’s why I know the Conclave is out there. And that’s why I know if the Colonial Union isn’t killed, humanity’s going to get wiped out.”
“We seem to have held our own up to this point,” Jared said.
“That’s because the Colonial Union takes advantage of chaos,” Boutin said. “When the Conclave ratifies its agreement—and it will in the next year or two—the Colonial Union won’t be able to found colonies anymore. The Conclave’s military force will kick them off any planet they try to take. They won’t be able to take over anyone’s colonies, either. We’ll be bottled up, and when another race decides to take one of our worlds, who will stop them? The Conclave won’t protect races that won’t participate. Slowly but surely we’ll be whittled back to one world again. If we’re left with that.”
“Unless we have a war,” Jared said, not hiding his skepticism.
“That’s right,” Boutin said. “The problem isn’t humanity. It’s the Colonial Union. Get rid of the Colonial Union, replace it with a government that actually helps its people instead of farming them and keeping them ignorant for its own purposes, and join with the Conclave to get a reasonable share of new colonial worlds.”
“With you in charge, I presume,” Jared said.
“Until we get things organized, yes,” Boutin said.
“Minus the worlds that the Rraey and the Enesha, your allies in this adventure, take for their own,” Jared said.
“The Rraey and the Enesha weren’t going to fight for free,” Boutin said.
“And the Obin taking Earth,” Jared said.
“That’s for me,” Boutin said. “Personal request.”
“Must be nice,” Jared said.
“You continue to underestimate how badly the Obin want consciousness,” Boutin said.
“I liked this better when I thought you were just trying to get revenge for Zo?,” Jared said.
Boutin reared back, as if he’d been slapped. Then he leaned in close. “You know what the thought of losing Zo? did to me,” Boutin hissed. “You know it. But let me tell you something that you don’t seem to know. After we took back Coral from the Rraey, the CDF Military Intelligence office predicted the Rraey would make a counterattack and listed the five most likely targets. Omagh and and Covell Station were right at the top of that list. And you know what the CDF did about it?”
“No,” Jared said.
“Not a goddamn thing,” Boutin spat the words. “And the reason for that was that the CDF was spread thin in the aftermath of Coral, and some general decided what he really wanted to do was try to grab a colony world from the Robu. In other words, it was more important to go after some new real estate than to defend what we already had. They knew the attack was coming, and they did nothing. And until the Obin contacted me, all I knew was that the reason my daughter died was because the Colonial Union didn’t do what it’s supposed to do: keep safe the lives of those in its protection. To keep safe my daughter. Trust me, Dirac. This has everything to do with Zo?.”
“And what if your war doesn’t go the way you want it to?” Jared asked, softly. “The Obin are still going to want their consciousness, and they’ll have nothing to give you.”
Boutin smiled. “You’re alluding to the fact that we’ve actually lost the Rraey and the Eneshans as allies,” he said. Jared tried to hide his surprise and failed. “Yes, of course we know about that. And I have to admit it worried me for a while. But now we have something that I think puts us back on track and will allow the Obin to take on the Colonial Union by itself.”
“I don’t imagine you’ll tell me what that is,” Jared said.
“I’ll be happy to tell you,” Boutin said. “It’s you.”
Sagan scrabbled on the ground, looking for something to fight with. Her fingers wrapped around something that seemed solid, and she pulled at it. She came up with a clod of dirt.
Aw, fuck it, she thought, and then sprang up and flung it at the hovercraft as it went past. The clod connected with the head of the second Obin, sitting behind the first. It tilted in surprise and fell off its saddle seat, tumbling to the ground.
Sagan bolted from her place in the grass and was on the Obin in an instant. The dazed creature tried to raise its weapon at Sagan; she stepped to the side, yanked it out of its hand, and clubbed the Obin with it. The Obin screeched and stayed down.