Jack looked up sharply. 'What makes you say that?'
'You and he discussed it,' Draycos said. 'In the Vagran spaceport.'
Jack made a face. He'd forgotten how good the dragon's ears were. 'That was a private conversation, you know.'
'My apologies,' Draycos said. He didn't sound all that apologetic. 'The fact remains that Uncle Virge sees all actions and plans of action in terms of whether they will aid you or harm you.'
'What's wrong with that?' Jack demanded. 'Who else is going to think about what I need?'
'I agree that you should take care of yourself,' Draycos said. 'But there should also be more to guide your decisions and actions than simply your own comfort or safety.'
'Let me guess,' Jack growled. 'Doing for others. The noble cause of good versus evil. Sacrificing yourself for a higher purpose. Am I getting warm?'
'You speak with scorn,' Draycos said calmly. 'But you are correct. There are times when each person must choose his path based solely on what he knows to be right.'
Jack sniffed. 'The K'da warrior ethic.'
'It has nothing to do with warriors,' Draycos said. 'Nor does it depend on whether you are alone or surrounded by friends and allies. It is a decision of the will, guided by the inner knowledge of right and wrong.'
He cocked his head. 'Do you still know right and wrong, Jack Morgan?'
'If we go up against Cornelius Braxton, I'll probably die,' Jack said bluntly. 'Even if I live, I'll go to prison on Vagran for two murders I didn't commit. Is that what you want?'
'If you do not stand against him, the two Wistawki will still be dead,' Draycos reminded him. 'And you will have to live with the knowledge that their murderer was not brought to justice. Is that what you want?'
'I could live with it,' Jack said stubbornly.
The green eyes continued to bore into him. Jack tried to hold that gaze, but after a few seconds he gave up. 'No, not really,' he conceded.
'And you will also know that through their deaths another person was harmed,' Draycos went on. 'The owner of the cylinder you intend to steal.'
'So what do you want me to do?' Jack asked. 'Throw my life away, too? Add one more death to this whole ugly list?'
'I do not suggest you deliberately sacrifice your life without care,' Draycos said. 'That is not the way of a warrior. We will be subtle and quiet, and use all the skill and cunning we possess. But the cylinder must be returned to its rightful owner, and that owner warned of the attack against him or her.'
Jack shook his head. 'I already told you, Draycos. We can't fight Cornelius Braxton and win.'
'Then do not fight him because you expect to win,' Draycos said. 'Fight him because it is the right thing to do.'
Jack snorted. 'Like pulling that guy Dumbarton out of the hot dirt on Iota Klestis?'
'Yes,' Draycos said. 'I do not expect any gain from that action. Nor do I expect Dumbarton to be grateful if our lives should cross again. I did it because it was right.'
Jack looked down at the cards in his hand. Uncle Virge would argue strongly against this, he knew. He would remind Jack that there was no one to look after Jack Morgan but Jack Morgan himself. He would point out that high-level corporate warfare was none of Jack's business, and that the sooner he got himself out of the middle of it the better.
But Uncle Virge wasn't here.
'Easy for you to say,' he muttered. 'I'm the one on the hot seat. You've got nothing to lose.'
'On the contrary,' Draycos said. 'I have the lives of all my people.'
Jack looked up, startled. 'What?'
'The man behind the desk in the Advocatus Diaboli,' Draycos said. 'You perhaps did not recognize his voice. It was the same human who led those searching the Havenseeker.'
Jack felt his stomach churn. 'Yeah, I recognized it, too,' he admitted. 'I guess... I hoped I was wrong.'
'It was the same human,' Draycos said firmly. 'Thus I face the same decision you do. Do I obey his orders, and sacrifice the owner of the cylinder, and be free afterward to seek him out? Or do I take my stand here against him, and thus risk the lives of all the K'da and Shontine?'
Jack sighed. 'You're not thinking this through,' he said. 'Bad enough when it was just your Valahgua and some pirates or mercenaries they picked up along the way. But with Braxton Universis in the game...'
He shook his head. 'We can't fight the whole Orion Arm, Draycos,' he said quietly. 'I don't know what Braxton has against your people, or how he got involved with this. But we can't fight him and whoever else he's got in his pocket and this Death weapon.'
For a moment the dragon was silent. 'If what you say is true, the odds against us are indeed immense,' he said at last. 'But again, odds do not alter the rightness or wrongness of a course of action. And I believe we have already determined what that right course of action should be.'
Jack smiled wanly. 'So in other words, you want to take on Braxton Universis,' he said. 'Just you and me.'
'We must of course begin with just you and me,' Draycos agreed. 'But that does not mean we will not gather allies to our side as we go. The owner of the cylinder, for one, may be grateful for our assistance.'
