The Wizard of Karres

them were being taken away from the Venture. And Pausert still hadn't had a chance to talk to Goth. Maybe they'd put them all into one cell together and . . .

Nobody had noticed yet that his hands weren't forcecuffed. That wasn't too surprising, since forcecuffs just didn't fall off. Pausert wondered if he could gain any advantage from his free hands, but it didn't seem so. The others had been transported together, but he was apparently considered more dangerous. He had a transport all to himself. It seemed unfair. It was hardly his fault that the Leewit had somehow got her guards to take her gag off. The destruction that she'd caused with her whistles had wrecked the groundcar, and had meant that the customs officers had had to call for another.

* * *

The captain's gag was only taken off after he had been transported from the jail to the courthouse. The judge wasn't particularly interested in hearing their side of the story, but the prisoners had to answer when their names were read onto the record.

'Ungag him, officer,' ordered the judge. He was a lean man whose face seemed to have been colonized by a rampaging tribe of thick black eyebrows. The eyebrows crawled together and the judge peered at Pausert. 'Now. Have you been correctly identified?'

This judge looked very different from the one who had soaked him for the release of Maleen, Goth's sister, in what seemed another lifetime. 'Yes, Your Honor. But those charges are a pack of trumped-up lies.'

The judge's heavy eyebrows seemed to twitch upwards of their own accord. 'When I wish to hear from you, Captain Pausert, I will ask you to speak. Be silent or be silenced.'

He peered more closely. 'Why is this man not forcecuffed?'

It was some time later, and after some consternation in the court, that the judge cleared his throat. 'Ahem. Now let us consider the first of the charges brought against you. You've got quite a list to answer to. Call the first witness.'

'Athon Laag.'

The jowl-faced Laag was the local manager for Pidoon Fuels and Lubricants, when he wasn't being first witness.

'Oh, yes, Your Honor. He's a desperate rogue. I wrestled with him for vital minutes until the police Miz Snodder had called got there. Clearly he intended to commit fraud on my company, as well as his unprovoked brutal assault on an honest businessman. When he discovered the law was outside, he finally overpowered me and fled.'

'Lies!' yelled Pausert. 'He threatened me with a blaster and accused me of being a pirate.'

The judge waved a threatening gavel at the captain. 'I told you that you would be silenced, and if you speak without permission again you will be, Captain. Continue, Laag. How did you decide he was attempting to commit fraud?'

The self-proclaimed honest businessman continued, after a fearful look at the captain. 'His credit statement, your honor. His account has been blocked. He has an account with the Daal's Bank on Uldune. The one-time pirate-world, Your Honor. '

The judge steepled his fingers. 'I am aware of Uldune's unsavory history.'

Laag nodded. 'Well, when we got the order for fuel and the banking details, we sent a notification to ISS headquarters in Pidoon City. It's routine. Imperial Security looks carefully at money coming from that source.'

The judge snorted. 'Hardly surprising.'

'Yes, Your Honor,' nodded Laag. 'We got a call from them about three minutes later, revealing that that man'—he pointed to Pausert—'was one of the notorious Agandar's closest associates. We were asked to delay them as much as possible, as it was believed that he had two wanted and dangerous assassins on board his ship.'

The judge's caterpillarlike eyebrows did a rapid crawl inward and out again. 'Bankrupt, charged with assault, attempted fraud, consorting with criminals. Well, Captain Pausert? Now you may speak.'

Captain Pausert didn't think it would help him much. 'Your Honor, I am not one of the Agandar's associates. In fact we are being pursued by his fleet, because we were responsible for his death! You can confirm that with the Governor of Green Galaine province on Emris.'

The prosecutor stood up, waving a piece of paper. 'Your Honor, we have here a transcript of a report from Captain Benit of the Imperial Space Navy Cruiser Saraband. It states clearly that one Captain Pausert of a ship identified as the one now on Gerota Town landing field, did not only refuse to halt, but decoyed them into a pirate ambush.'

The judge looked sternly at the captain. 'Did you or did you not disobey a lawful order from an Imperial Navy vessel to halt?'

'Yes, but . . .'

Pausert was right. Being allowed to talk wasn't helping much at all. Within twenty minutes he was being herded away to start his fifty-five-year sentence. The extra three years that he'd gotten for the injury of a customs official, because of the Totisystem Toy's self-destruction, was merely the most unfair of a number of injustices. He wondered what they'd do to the others, and just how they could get out of this mess. He had noticed that Hulik do Eldel wasn't with the others in the holding pen at the back of the courtroom. But he'd had no chance to find out why, or even to exchange a word with them.

* * *

The captain explored his cell very carefully. That used up half a minute. Only fifty-four years, eleven months, thirty days, twenty-three hours, fifty-nine minutes and some change to go . . .

After that, he alternated between pacing, staring at the bars while sitting on the bed, and staring at the bars while standing up. It went well with his mental state, which alternated between fuming about how they'd been caught, worrying about the others, worrying about their mission, and worrying about Hantis and Pul, left sitting inside the Venture.

His worrying was interrupted by the click of heels coming down the concrete floor of the passage. With any luck it would be some food, and maybe a chance to ask the jailor about the others.

'Good evening, Captain.'

Captain Pausert sat down on the bed, gaping at Hulik do Eldel in a freshly pressed ISS uniform.

'You! You . . . you . . .'

'Traitor?' she supplied. 'Turncoat?' She casually flicked a folded piece of paper into his cell. 'I suggest you keep your temper and cooperate with me.'

Was that the flicker of a wink? What was going on?

'I think 'rat' was the word I was looking for,' said the captain grimly. 'And, as for cooperate! Great Patham's seventh hell! I'll see you rot first, do Eldel.'

She smiled coolly. 'Come now, Captain Pausert, mind your temper and your language. You're the one who will rot in here—unless you cooperate. We want the two alien passengers you have hidden on the Venture. You are going to tell us, Captain. You or one of the others.'

Now the captain was sure that it had been a wink! Hulik had known where the Nartheby Sprite and the grik- dog had been hiding.

Well, if Hulik wanted him to play along he'd do his best. He shook the bars furiously. 'What have you done with the others, you devils! Where are my nieces? You know that these are ridiculous trumped-up charges! You know we should be back on our ship and on our way. When word of this gets back to the Empress Hailie, heads are going to roll. Even heads within the ISS!'

Hulik curled her lip, disdainfully. 'Your threats, while you and your companions are behind bars, are not exactly terrifying, Captain. I'll leave you with the thought that you are a bankrupt prisoner, unable to pay landing fees, and your ship has been impounded. If it is not redeemed within thirty-six hours, it'll be towed out into space and used as a target hulk by the Imperial Space Navy. Even if we can't find the villains we're looking for, we'll destroy them along with their hiding place. Think about that for a while. I'll be back in an hour or so to see if you've decided to cooperate.'

She turned and left, and Captain Pausert went on clinging to the bars. It was a good thing he'd been holding on when she'd told him about the Venture. That had helped to keep him on his feet. Did their troubles only ever seem to get worse? It took him a few minutes to let go of the bars and remember the tiny piece of folded paper Hulik had flicked so casually into his cell. He walked over towards it, pretended to stumble and