“Here are the blueprints to the
“Nope,” said Finn, after a minute.
“Nope,” said Duvall, shortly thereafter.
Dahl sighed and pointed. “It’s the cargo tunnels,” he said. “We use them to transport cargo throughout the ship, but there’s no reason a human couldn’t go into them. The ship maintenance crew goes into them all the time to physically access ship systems. They’re designed that way so ship maintenance doesn’t get in the way of the rest of the crew.”
“You think Jenkins is in there,” Duvall said.
“Where else is he going to be?” Dahl said. “He only comes out when it suits him; no one ever sees him otherwise. Think how populated this ship is. The only way you can disappear is if you stay in a place other crew don’t usually go.”
“The flaw in this reasoning is that the cargo tunnels are
Dahl waggled a finger. “See, that’s what you two aren’t seeing. Look…” He pointed to a square inside the maze of cargo tunnels. “When the carts aren’t delivering something, they have to go somewhere. They’re not hanging out in the corridors. Where they go is to one of these distribution hubs. The hubs are more than large enough for a person to hole up in.”
“As long as there’s not a bunch of carts cluttering it up,” Duvall said.
“Exactly,” Dahl said. “And look. In the blueprints of the
“I don’t see why you don’t ask your boss to make an introduction,” Duvall said. “You said that Jenkins was technically under her anyway.”
“I tried that and got nowhere with it,” Dahl said. “Collins finally told me that Jenkins only appears when he wants to appear and otherwise they leave him alone. He’s helping them keep track of the captain, Q’eeng, and the others. They don’t want to piss him off and leave themselves vulnerable.”
“Speaking of which,” Finn said, and motioned with his head.
Dahl turned around to see Science Officer Q’eeng coming up to him. He started to get up.
Q’eeng waved him back down. “At ease, Ensign.” He noticed the blueprints. “Studying the ship?”
“Just looking for ways to do my job more efficiently,” Dahl said.
“I admire that initiative,” Q’eeng said. “Ensign, we’re about to arrive at the Eskridge system to answer a distress call from a colony there. The reports from the colony are sketchy but I suspect a biological agent may be involved, so I’m assembling a team from your department to accompany me. You’re on it. Meet me in the shuttle bay in half an hour.”
“Yes, sir,” Dahl said. Q’eeng nodded and headed off. He turned back to Duvall and Finn. They were looking at him oddly. “What?” he said.
“An away team with Q’eeng,” Duvall said.
“A sudden, oddly coincidental away team with Q’eeng,” Finn said.
“Let’s try not to be too paranoid,” Dahl said.
“That’s funny, considering,” Finn said.
Dahl pushed the blueprints at Finn. “While I’m away, Finn, find a way for us to sneak up on Jenkins without him being aware of it. I want to talk to him, but aside from that warning I don’t think he wants to talk to us. I don’t want to give him that choice.”
“This is all
“How is this my fault?” Dahl said. “I didn’t tell the captain to take the ship here.”
“It’s your fault for asking about Jenkins!” Cassaway said. “You’re pissing him off with all your questions about him.”
“I can’t ask questions about him now?” Dahl said.
“Not questions that make him retaliate against us,” Mbeke said.
“Shut up, Fiona,” Cassaway said. “It’s your fault too.”
“My fault too?” said Mbeke, incredulous. “I’m not the one asking all these stupid questions!”
Cassaway jabbed a finger in Dahl’s direction. “You’re the one who brought up Jenkins in front of him! Twice!”
“It slipped,” Mbeke said. “I was just making conversation the first time. The second time I didn’t think it would matter. He already knew.”
“Look where we are, Fiona.” Cassaway waved to indicate the shuttle. “Tell me it doesn’t matter. You never told Sid Black about Jenkins.”
“Sid Black was an asshole,” Mbeke said.
“And this one isn’t?” Cassaway said, pointing at Dahl again.
“I’m right here, you know,” Dahl said.
“Fuck you,” Cassaway said, to Dahl. He looked at Mbeke again. “And fuck you too, Fiona. You should have known better.”
“I was just making conversation,” Mbeke said again, brokenly, her eyes on her hands, which were in her lap.
Dahl looked at the two of them for a moment. “You didn’t know Q’eeng was coming to see you, did you,” he said, finally. “No time for you or Collins and Trin to get coffee or for you to hide out in the storage room. Q’eeng just showed up at the lab and you were all caught flat-footed. And when he told Collins he needed an away team —”
“She volunteered us,” Mbeke said.
“And you,” Cassaway said, spitting out the words. “Q’eeng wanted her or Ben to come too, but she sold you out. Reminded him you had solved the Merovian Plague. Said you were one of the best xenobiologists she’s ever had on staff. It’s a lie, of course. You’re not. But it worked because you’re here and not her or Ben.”
“I see,” Dahl said. “I don’t suppose that’s unexpected, because I’m the new guy. The low man on the totem pole. The guy that’s meant to be replaced every couple of months anyway, right? But you two,” he said, nodding to the both of them. “You thought that you were protected. You survived long enough that you thought Collins wouldn’t push you at Q’eeng if she had to. You thought she might even pick one of you over Ben Trin, didn’t you.”
Cassaway looked away from Dahl; Mbeke started crying quietly.
“It came as a surprise to find out just where you sat on the totem pole, didn’t it?” Dahl said.
“Shut up, Dahl,” Cassaway said, not looking at him.
They were quiet all the rest of the way down to the planet.
They found no colonists, but they found parts of them. And a lot of blood.
“Pulse guns on full power,” Q’eeng said. “Cassaway, Mbeke, Dahl, I want you to follow the blood trails into the woods. We still might find someone alive, or find a dead one of whatever it is that did this. I’m going to check out the administrative office and see if there’s anything there that can explain this. Taylor, you’re with me.” Q’eeng strode off toward a large, blocky trailer with Taylor following.
“Come on,” Cassaway said, and led Dahl and Mbeke toward the woods.