15_death_dance-第15章
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emed to know where she had disappeared to after leaving the docking bay with Edwards and his staff。
〃The council is going to rule against you;〃 Lang continued; passing drinks to everyone but Sarna。 〃Huxley and Obstat are on our side; possibly Stinson; and Reinhardt's vote counts for something; but we don't have enough to sway the rest。〃
Wolff scowled and sipped from his glass。 〃You know what's funny? In a crazy way I can see their point。 You help us; and so…long any hopes of a truce。〃
〃You're correct; Colonel;〃 Exedore affirmed。 〃The Sentinels were meant to be our ally; but instead they've bee our liability。 And as you yourself understand; Earth's safety remains the council's primary concern。 A protracted war with the Invid will only diminish our chances of intercepting the Robotech Masters。〃
Wolff exchanged looks with Sarna and Janice; both women seemed curiously detached from the scene; almost as if they served some unknown; greater cause。 〃Look;〃 he said; putting his drink down in a gesture of finality; 〃now that we all understand the diplomatic angles of this thing; how in the hell are we going to help them?〃 He shot to his feet。 〃You think I can just sit around here; knowing what they're going through? They're stranded out there。〃
〃Perhaps there is a way;〃 Lang said after a brief silence。 He shook his head back and forth。 〃It could have disastrous consequences; Colonel; disastrous。 And you'd have to prepare yourselves for hardships of an entirely new order。。。〃
Prison; Wolff thought。 As an appeasement to the Regent after the rescue。 Would Rick accept it; he wondered; or would they choose to die on Praxis…outcasts? 〃A ship;〃 Lang was saying when Wolff looked up…a ship! He tried to follow the doctor's nervous movements as he went on to explain。
〃It's one of our prototypes…not large; and not especially well…armed。 But it's capable of local fold operations; Wolff; and there's a skeleton crew standing by…volunteers; each one of them loyal to the admirals。〃
Wolff's mouth dropped open; even Janice and Sarna were stunned by the doctor's revelation。 〃But when could we get it?〃 he asked。
Exedore turned to him。 〃First; Colonel; you'll be required to steal it。〃
Just then the door tone to Lang's quarters sounded。 Lang looked around anxiously; then got up to answer it。 A moment later; he was showing Lynn…Minmei into everyone's midst。
〃Janice;〃 Minmei said; approaching her former partner。
Janice evaded Minmei's embrace; and nodded coolly。
〃Lynn。〃
The singer began to look around the room。 Lang cleared his throat meaningfully。 〃I think we should give Minmei and the colonel some privacy;〃 he said; already ushering Exedore; Janice; and Sarna from the room。
When the door slid shut a moment later; it was Minmei who eased out of Jonathan's embrace。 〃Lynn; what's wrong?〃 he said; standing there with his arms open。
She fumbled with the hem of her jacket and forced a smile。 〃Colonel; I can't tell you how hap…〃
〃'Colonel'? Lynn; tell me what's going on。 I saw you with General Edwards this morning and now you're calling me colonel after I haven't seen you in six months。。。〃 He tried to hug her once more; but she deftly took his hand between hers and motioned him to the couch。
〃Jonathan;〃 she began hesitantly; 〃I know you're expecting us to take up where we left off; but things have changed。〃
〃So I keep hearing。〃
Wolff was suddenly defensive; and she picked up on his tone。 〃You have to remember; we only had a few days together。 And until yesterday I thought。。。〃
〃You thought I was dead。〃
Minmei nodded。 〃I didn't know what to do。 I was practically crazy with grief and anger。〃 She met his gaze and held it。 〃I hated you; Jonathan…hated you for leaving me; hated you for。。。so many things。〃
Wolff considered her words; then smiled in sudden realization。 〃And you found someone to fill in all those lonely hours。〃
Minmei's eyes flashed。 〃Why didn't you tell me you were married?〃
Wolff tried to keep his face from registering surprise。 〃We're separated;〃 he said。 〃Besides; it never came up。 I was going to tell you。 It's just that everything got fouled up。〃
〃'Blame it on the Invid;'〃 Minmei said; almost cracking a smile。 The phrase had bee something of a catch…all excuse in Tiresia。 Wolff was blushing。 〃Listen;〃 she told him; 〃I'm not angry anymore。 I'm just。。。happy that all of you are alive。 How are Rick and Lisa? And Max…〃
〃So when did you start seeing Edwards?〃
Minmei stood up and stepped away from the couch; wringing her hands。 〃I told you: you weren't there for me; Jonathan。 I needed someone to turn to。〃
〃And you picked Edwards!〃 Wolff shook his head in amazement。 〃Don't you realize he's against everything we stand for? He's nothing but a self…serving; egotistical maniac。〃
〃I won't have you talking about him like that!〃 Minmei said angrily。 〃He treated me with kindness and respect; and what's more; he's the only one interested in making peace with the Invid and putting a stop to all this madness。 Not like you and the rest of those。。。Sentinels; tearing around space stirring things up; not giving a damn what goes on back here!〃
Wolff was too numb to respond。 Edwards; he thought; was like some kind of toxic spill; polluting everything he touched。 Minmei had her arms folded across her chest; as though she were trying to hold herself together; her foot was tapping the floor。 Wolff reached for his drink and drained the glass。
〃Well; I guess there's nothing more to say; is there?〃
Her lips were a thin line; trembling; then all at once she seemed to relax。 〃I want us to be friends; Jonathan。 I've opened a kind of canteen in Tiresia; and I'd love you to see it。 Will you promise to stop by?〃
He regarded her as one would a memory; mulling over her performance; the scene the two of them had just played out。 〃Sure;〃 he told her absently; 〃I'll stop by。〃
〃There's a lot you'll be able to do here…all sorts of things。 You'll see。〃 Minmei seemed excited; like she had won a court case or something。 She smiled at him from the doorway。 〃See you soon; okay?〃
Wolff forced a smile and raised his empty glass to her。 〃To friendship;〃 he offered。
She threw him a wink and stepped out。
Applause; Wolff said to himself。
While Wolff and Minmei were having their heart…to…heart and Exedore and Sarna were off somewhere discussing Haydon IV's curious history; Lang took his AI creation to his office and dumped Janice's memory into one of the lab's databanks。 He scanned the android's recordings; briefly reviewing the events of the Karbarran and Praxian campaigns; but focusing in on Janice's monitorings and evaluations of the Sentinels' personnel。 There was data about Veidt and Sarna; the beings from Haydon IV; that justified further analysis; and some anomalies concerning the Tiresian Rem; but for the moment Lang's main concerns were Burak and Tesla。 He had found the Invid's bio…readings baffling; much different from those of the so…called scientists; and superior in some respects to the Regent himself! Moreover; the data provided suggested that Tesla was after nothing less than the Regent's throne。 And apparently the Perytonian; Burak; had been assisting him in some unspecified way。 Lang reminded himself to alert Wolff to these matters。
Minmei was gone by the time Lang and the others returned to the scientist's quarters; and Wolff seemed sullen; just as Lang had anticipated。 There was a nearly empty brandy bottle on the low table in front of the couch。
〃I want to talk about that ship; Lang;〃 the colonel said without preamble。 〃When can we have it?…steal it; I mean。〃
〃The sooner the better。〃
Wolff narrowed his eyes。 〃What's it going to mean to the summit?〃
Lang let out his breath and traded looks with Exedore。 If Wolff didn't want to mention Minmei; it was fine with him。
〃We've already discussed possible scenarios with Reinhardt and Forsythe。 It could set things back some; of course; but as long as we can make the Regent believe that you acted on your own; I don't think we'll be jeopardizing the truce。〃
Exedore concurred。 〃Furthermore; we think it best if you take Janice; Sarna; and Burak with you。 There's no telling what the Regent might expect in the way of repris