lay still on the carpet. Julian stood up and looked down at his friend's body, and did his best to feel nothing at all. The door opened, and three operatives from Blue Block came in, from where they'd been waiting in the next room. The leader looked down at Finlay's still form.
'Is he dead?'
'No,' said Julian. 'Just sleeping. Pick him up and carry him out. And treat him courteously. He was a great man once.'
The three operatives from Blue Block dropped Finlay's unconscious body onto the floor at BB Chojiro's feet. He lay still, barely breathing, his sword belt and holster gone, one arm falling limply away from his body as though outstretched in supplication to BB. She studied his body for a moment, then looked up to smile at Julian Skye, standing a little to one side. He didn't smile back, but nodded to her.
'Hello, BB. It's been a while, hasn't it? I like your suite. Very airy. I brought you a present. A little something.'
'Hello, Julian. It's good to see you again. You always were very generous to me. I hope you had no trouble getting to see me.'
'I could have lived without the strip search and the probing fingers, but I can understand your need for security. You have a lot of enemies these days, BB.'
'Successful people always do. You're looking very pale, Julian. Have you been looking after yourself properly?'
'I've not been well. The rebellion took a lot out of me. It'll pass.'
'Good. I've seen all your holo shows. Very dramatic. I understand you're quite the heartthrob these days.'
'Oh, sure. I even have an official fan club. I can get you an autographed photo if you like.'
'So,' said BB. 'Is there anyone… special in your life at present?'
'No,' said Julian. 'You know there isn't. There's only ever been you, BB. You ruined me for anyone else. That's why I'm here. Why I brought you Finlay. To show the depths of my feelings for you.'
'Dear Julian. There's never been anyone but you in my life either. I never wanted anyone else. We belong together.'
'Get rid of the shadows,' said Julian, indicating the three Blue Block operatives hovering silently in the background. 'We don't need an audience.'
BB gestured at them, and the three faceless men nodded and left, closing the door quietly behind them. BB and Julian stood looking at each other over Finlay's unconscious body, and there was a yearning look in both of their faces that might or might not have been real.
'You're so beautiful,' said Julian. 'You're all I ever wanted. I would have laid down my life for you.'
'Why are you here, Julian?' said BB, her voice very small and very quiet. 'After all the terrible things I did to you.'
'I don't know. I'm still not sure whether I ought to kiss you or kill you. You hurt me, BB. I trusted you, and you ripped the heart right out of me.'
'I know. I had no choice. I've belonged to Blue Block since I was a small child. They were my life, my everything. I could no more reject their programming than I could choose to stop breathing. I loved you, but they made me give you up. I cried for days.'
'Did you, BB? Did you really? I cried in the interrogation cells, but no one came to wipe away my tears. I haven't cried since. I don't think I have it in me anymore.'
'Why are you here, Julian? What do you want from me?'
'I had to come. And you know what I want. I want things to be the way they used to be. When we were in love, and so happy, and we thought we'd spend the rest of our lives together.'
'I want that too, Julian. Whoever and whatever I've been, there's always been someone in me who loved you. We can be together again now you've proved your love. Blue Block won't stand between us this time. They want us to be together. They've planned a great future for us. We can marry, and you'll become part of Clan Chojiro. We'll forget the past, and the pain, and nothing will ever part us. I'll be yours forever, and you'll be mine. It's not so bad being in Blue Block. We can be happy together. All it will take is one last proof of your feelings. All you have to do for Blue Block, for me, is kill our enemy, Finlay Campbell.'
Julian looked at her and then looked down at the unconscious body on the floor between them. 'I always thought it might come down to that. Choose between my love for you and my love for my friend. And I wondered what I was going to do when we finally got to this point. I never stopped loving you, BB. You were my first love and my first woman, and nothing can change that. But I've been through a lot. I see things more clearly now. And I know you'd say whatever it took to get me to do what you want. Truth and lies are all the same to you, because the only thing in your life that really matters to you is Blue Block. They own you, body and soul. It's not your fault. Not really. But you don't love me. You never did. I don't think you have it in you.'
'You're wrong, Julian. You're so wrong. There's more to me than just my programming.' There were tears glistening in her eyes now. 'Blue Block shaped my mind, but my heart is still my own. We can be happy together. We can.'
'No. If you really loved me, you wouldn't ask me to kill my friend.'
'Then don't,' said BB. 'Let him live. You're more important to me than the death of an enemy.'
She held out her arms to him, and he stumbled forward into them. Julian hugged her to him, his head resting on top of hers. He breathed in the subtle scent of her hair, and she was so soft and wonderful in his arms. And then BB drew the long, thin dagger hidden in her sleeve and thrust it expertly between his ribs. He cried out in shock and pain, his arms closing around her like a vice. BB relaxed in his dying embrace and smiled into his face, so close to hers.
'Sorry, my darling. But you were always too dangerous to be allowed to run free. If you had only bound yourself to me, allowed me to rein you to Blue Block, we could have been so happy together. But I always suspected you were too honorable a man for that. Poor Julian, didn't you know there's no honor left in the world you helped to make?'
Julian smiled at her, and his teeth were red with blood. He was breathing harshly, and a mist of fine red droplets sprayed with his every breath, speckling BB's face with horrid freckles. She didn't flinch. Julian still held her tightly, but she knew the strength would go out of his arms soon. Julian lowered his face to hers. He wanted to be sure she heard what she had to say.
'I knew… there was no honor in you, BB.
He reached out to Finlay with his esp, and the body on the floor was suddenly wide awake again. Finlay surged to his feet, reaching for a sword at his side that wasn't there anymore. He glared about him, saw Julian holding BB, and then saw the knife in his side.
'Julian, what—'
'You're in Tower Chojiro,' Julian said painfully. 'Get out of here, Finlay. I'm holding the doors shut with my esp to keep the guards out. You'll have to use the window.'
He flexed his mind, and the steelglass window exploded outward, leaving a wide opening through which a wind blew, cold as death. Finlay started toward Julian.
'I'm not leaving you here! You're hurt!'
'I'm dying, Finlay! I forgive you everything. You were always my friend. Now get the hell out of here. I've got a bomb in my belly.'
BB gasped, and tried to pull free of him, but his arms held her like bars of iron. Finlay saw the truth in the dying man's face and threw himself out the shattered window. BB kicked and struggled, screaming for help. Julian held her to him, laughing and crying as he sent the esp signal to the black capsule he'd swallowed earlier.
When the bomb went off it killed them both instantly, and blew out the whole top floor of Tower Chojiro.
Finlay Campbell didn't know he was on the top floor of Tower Chojiro, thirty stories up, until after he'd jumped. He fell the first few stories in a state of shock, and then the top floor exploded, snapping him out of it. All the windows blew out at once, and thick black smoke billowed from where the windows had been. Sharp-edged steelglass shrapnel flew past him, cutting him here and there, as he reached down and struggled to pull back the heel of his right boot. Inside was the coil of climbing wire he'd used in his old assassin days, during the rebellion. He'd always believed in being prepared. Guards might take your sword and gun, but they rarely took your boots till after you were dead. Julian knew about the boot heel. Finlay had told him enough stories about it. Julian. Julian was
