“You disappoint me, Mr. McCandles.”
It took a moment to place the voice. When he did, a chill ran through him and he sat bolt upright, muting the movie with the remote.
“Stoner? What now?”
There was the briefest pause and it took that break for Griffen to realize he had snapped at this powerful man. Nothing like a brush with death to increase one’s confidence.
“I was under the impression that we had reached a tacit agreement the last time we spoke,” Stoner said as if Griffen had not spoken. “That you would limit your activities to your local gambling operation and, in turn, I would leave you alone.”
“We did. I mean, I have,” Griffen said He took a deep breath and centered himself before continuing. “Excuse me, sir, but is there a problem?”
There was a long, pregnant pause at the other end.
“Am I to understand that you feel there has been no change in the scope of your activities?” Stoner said at last.
“No, I don’t,” Griffen said. “If you have information to the contrary, could you please explain it to me? Believe me, sir, I have no wish to go sideways to you.”
“I’m referring to your renewed contact with your little Asian friend.”
“You mean Mai?”
“Precisely,” Stoner said. “You’re aware, of course, that she is a dragon. More specifically, and Eastern dragon. Did it not occur to you that forming an alliance with the Eastern dragons goes well beyond the scope of a local gambling operation? That now you’re involving yourself in international matters, and in doing so, infringing on my particular area of interest?”
“Whoa. Hang on a minute,” Griffen said. “I haven’t formed any kind of an alliance. Mai has used her influence to bring some of the local Asian games into our network. That’s all. There’s nothing international in that.”
There was another pause.
“Nothing was said to you about forming an alliance?”
“No. Well, she said something about some of the young Eastern dragons being interested in my leadership. I said I’d think about it. That’s all. I haven’t agreed to anything.”
Stoner sighed heavily on the phone.
“I’m afraid you still have a lot to learn about group dynamics, Mr. McCandles,” he said. “Especially when it comes to the Eastern dragons.”
“I don’t understand,” Griffen said. “I haven’t agreed to anything.”
“More to the point, you didn’t say ‘no,’” Stoner said. “In some cultures, if one does not immediately refuse a proposal, it implies that they’ll agree if certain details are worked out. Apparently, that is how your response was taken.”
“What makes you say that?”
“I have reliable information that there is active recruiting going on within the Eastern dragons,” Stoner said. “More specifically, the recruiting is being done in your name. I’m told the response has been enthusiastic…to the point where the old-guard Eastern dragons are quite upset over it.”
“But I haven’t done anything!” Griffen protested. “I had no idea that Mai was going to do anything like this.”
“Unfortunately, part of the job of being a leader is that you are eventually held responsible for the actions of those under you,” Stoner said. “The Eastern dragons now consider you to be a threat. Someone who is actively working to undermine their power base. Under the circumstances, I have to agree with them.”
“You mean you see me as an enemy now?” Griffen said.
“That’s why I was giving you this courtesy call, Mr. McCandles. To inform you that we are now at hazard.”
Griffen heard the words like a sentence of doom. All that had passed, and he still wasn’t out of danger.
“What am I supposed to do now?” he said carefully.
“I am not the one you should look to for advice in this situation,” Stoner said. “I am, however, sympathetic enough to your dilemma to offer up a couple friendly suggestions.”
“And those would be…?” Griffen urged.
“First, look to your defenses. I don’t believe you are anywhere near powerful enough or prepared enough to consider going on the offensive.”
“Anything else?”
“Yes.” Stoner hesitated a moment before continuing. “I am not the biggest threat to you at this time. If my information is correct and the Eastern dragons are uniting against you, you have bigger things to worry about than me.”
Griffen started to thank him but realized the connection had been cut off.
He sat staring at the wall for a while. It slowly dawned on him that the George had only been the first challenge in his new life as a dragon.
ROBERT ASPRIN was raised in the university town of Ann Arbor, Michigan, home of the University of Michigan Wolverines. This, combined with his Philippine-Irish heritage, has given him a rich wealth of characters and stories to draw upon in his writing. Though he has done several stand-alone novels, such as
A devoted fan before he turned to professional writing, he founded the Dark Horde in the SCA and the Dorsai Irregulars in fandom. Among the honors he has mustered, he has been inducted into the Filk Hall of Fame.
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