“The senator?” Daniel could not believe what he heard. “I met the senator, at the evening party at their house. He can’t be connected to that.”
“The senator has a problem with something he fights, Daniel,” Ulaman said. “He is political and does things to get rid of drugs. But everyone knows that drugs are his weakness also. There are rumours that the Seigner sometimes -uhm- helps the senator. And that then has all kinds of things with politics that follow from that.”
It was not the first time that Daniel heard of the senator being somewhat of a drugs user. But he had not heard before that Clelem might have a hand in that. And how would he be helping? With drugs? Or with money to get them? Or with contacts? This all sounded far-fetched. Rumours. But then… where there was smoke, there usually was fire.
“And what do you all think of her brother,” Daniel asked, trying to invoke a reaction.
“The dandy? He is scared of anything larger than a sheet of paper with words on it, Daniel!” The crew told him about a time that Warlem had been aboard the old Pricosine, and how the man had already become seasick while the boat had been moored.
That was contradicting what Daniel knew. On the new ship, Warlem had only complained about the time and the cold, not about being on a ship and becoming sick. It was a moment where Daniel wished he could go back to being just a soldier, and not an investigator. He was not cut out for this.
41. Senator Sygra Dirrit ko Asac
Daniel said goodbye to his friends when the sun had since long traded places with the three moons that circled the planet in an awkward cluster. In the dimly lit street he summoned a carriage. Normally he would just walk home. Today however, he’d had a good time, and a decent number of drinks. And the influence of the drinks, he was certain, would make him see all kinds of places of Skarak that might be interesting, but not the most interesting one: his bed.
When Daniel came in, he shivered. So long had he been gone. So much had happened. So strange, he thought, that the first night he had been back in Skarak, he had spent in the house of Clelem Dandra ko Galem. Without the man knowing it. That was really too bizarre for words.
He took a quick shower and headed for dreamland.
Daniel woke up after a night of very disturbing dreams. Just about everyone he had met on this planet had appeared in it, and many of them had performed in a circle dance around Rayko. That was something that puzzled him most.
Over breakfast he pondered the things he should do now. How would he find a young woman that had disappeared without a trace? What did he know about her, even? Just that she was stuck-up, hated him and argued with her father a lot. If he just knew what that was about, that might give him some clues, but asking her father was not something appealing at the moment.
Daniel decided to find out something more about the senator. All the rumours there were about that man were vague and confusing. The man had helped Daniel out a few times, Daniel had taken a liking to the senator.
He needed some time to find out where the senator was living. Of course, the senator lived in the Zoroon community. It was quite a surprise for Daniel to find that his address was in a public register which was stored on the hydger. There was no contact number in the register, which was hardly surprising. After finishing his food, he went back to his apartment to dress more appropriately, and then requested a carriage for the trip to the house of the senator. It was his best shot at finding the man. Perhaps there was someone at the house who could at least take a message for the senator.
The ride to Zoroon went swiftly. Daniel stared out of the window without seeing much. He was trying to think his way out of the matter of the mysteriously disappearing young woman. As the carriage stopped, he saw a remarkably small house, for Zoroon standards. The reception house looked no bigger than a large broom closet. The house beyond it was made of a peculiar kind of pink stone and was surprisingly round everywhere. The whole place looked as if large pink eggs had been thrown in a heap.
Daniel walked up to the door of the reception house. In vain he tried to locate a bell or similar device. There just was the ever present copper plate. As there was little else he could do except for banging on the door, Daniel held his ring against the plaque and waited.
As he took in the environment, one of the areas rich of plants and trees, the door opened behind him. “Seigner?” a voice asked.
Daniel turned and saw a rather aged man. “Good morning, sir. My name is Daniel Zacharias. Is the senator in, by chance?”
“Indeed, he is. I assume you want to see the senator?” the man asked.
“Yes. If that is possible.”
The man nodded and opened the door. “If you would please wait here, sir, I will see if senator Dirrit ko Asac is available for you.” The servant turned and left Daniel inside the small chamber as he slipped away behind a richly decorated curtain.
The curtain was very red, Daniel saw. It was embroidered with many small symbols, round and square, of which the meaning was entirely lost on him. Minutes checked in and out. Daniel thought the servant had either forgotten him, or fallen asleep after disappearing behind the curtain. Therefore it was a slight shock for him when the man came into the chamber again.
“The senator will see you, sir.” The way the servant managed not to put any life or emotion in his voice was stunning.
Daniel followed him. Behind the curtain was only a very short transparent tunnel, they were through it in a few steps. That was good, as the looming pink spheres were not improving his peace of mind. They came into the house that had more or less straight walls. Everywhere he looked, Daniel saw things. Hanging on the wall, in small glass cabinets or standing on display tables. He moved carefully, with so many things everywhere. Many of them looked expensive.
The servant moved through the chaos with ease. He probably had seen the collection of things grow over the years. The man stopped in front of an oval door and knocked on it. Without waiting, he opened the door which gave entrance into a room that was oval, like the house.
Behind a large desk sat the senator, who looked up as Daniel came in. “Ah, my good Mr. Zacharias. Welcome to my home. What a surprise to see you.” The man got up and shook Daniel’s hand. The senator was dressed in what almost was a regular suit. No green robe this time. “Won’t you please sit down, sir,” the senator said as he gestured at a large and comfortable looking chair near the black desk.
Daniel noticed the gentle earth tones that the walls were painted in. On the walls he saw paintings and what could be another kind of pictures. Some were, what Daniel assumed, views of the planet. Some showed large eight-mast ships.
“So, Mr. Zacharias, with what can I help you? And may I offer you a refreshment, like tea, or some exquisite Dilurian wine?”
“Tea would be nice, senator. It is still a bit too early for wine for me,” Daniel replied.
The servant man quietly left the office after a nod from Sygra.
“The reason for my visit is the disappearance of the daughter of Seigner Dandra ko Galem. Her mother asked me if I could look into this.”
The senator leaned back in his chair, a pen between his thin fingers. “I see. Yes, this is a highly unpleasant thing that happened. Clelem and Ugidra told me in person, the day they found out that Rayko vanished.” A slow smile came on the man’s face. “You and she made the most handsome couple at the party, Mr. Zacharias.”
Daniel wilfully ignored that remark. “Would you know of a reason why someone would want to take her?”
The senator folded his fingers in front of his lips for a moment. “I have been thinking about that as well, Mr. Zacharias, and so far I have come up with not much. There are people who do not like the success Clelem has with his ships, so that might be a reason.”
