The Shadow of Saganami

of the Talbott Cluster. The results of the plebiscite were overwhelming, you know. Almost eighty percent in favor of requesting annexation by the Star Kingdom.'

'And who cares about that, Aldona?' a very young, hazel-eyed man asked scornfully. 'Plebiscites!' He snorted. 'How many of them have we bought over the centuries?'

'Which, in many ways, is exactly what makes the current -situation so... problematical, Mr. Kalokainos,' the dark-haired woman seated beside Anisimovna pointed out. Her eyes were as cold as Anisimovna's, but their irises were a peculiar metallic silver, and her artfully skimpy (although hideously expensive) outfit of Telluridian worm-silk revealed some truly extravagant tattoos and body piercings. 'You might say that it's a case of being hoist by our own petard.' She grimaced. 'I always did wonder where that particular cliche came from, but it's apt enough in this case. We've told the precious voters about so many of our plebiscites, that they're preconditioned to accept anybody's plebiscite as justification for annexation. And those close connections with Old Earth which Ms. Anisimovna just pointed out the Manties have include 'connections' with some of the best lobbyist firms on the planet. They know how to make the Manty plebiscite look very good, especially with those sorts of raw numbers.'

She shrugged, and Anisimovna nodded firmly.

'Isabel is right, Commissioner Verrochio. However honest or fixed the vote may have been, it was overwhelming. Which means this isn't a situation where we can use the iron fist. The problem is figuring out what version of silk glove we need to use instead.'

'And what sort of knuckleduster we can put inside it?' the man seated at Verrochio's right elbow murmured.

'Exactly, Junyan,' Anisimovna agreed.

'Excuse me, Vice-Commissioner Hongbo,' Kalokainos said, 'but the last thing I think we need to do is to lend this naked territorial grab any semblance of credibility. We ought to be taking a clear public stance. Denounce this so-called plebiscite for a fraud and a travesty, proclaim Frontier Security's overriding responsibility to protect the true right of self-determination of Talbott's citizens, and whistle up an SLN task force to kick the frigging Manties back where they belong!'

Aldona Anisimovna managed not to roll her eyes in exasperation, but it was difficult, even for someone with her decades of experience in double-speak. Kalokainos actually managed to sound as if he meant his own rhetoric. Not that there was any chance he really did. Although, unfortunately, he probably did mean the last little bit.

'Perhaps, Volkhart, you aren't fully aware of just what the Manticoran Navy is capable of these days?' He gave her an angry glance, but she met it with the same icy self-control she'd shown Verrochio. 'I assure you that we are,' she added.

'It really doesn't matter what they're capable of,' Kalokainos shot back. 'They're pipsqueaks. Oh,' he waved one hand irritably, 'I'll grant that they're pipsqueaks with long, sharp teeth. But they wouldn't stand the chance of a snowflake in hell against the League Navy. We'd plow them under like pygmies, however good their tech may be, if only by throwing sheer numbers at them. And they're smart enough to know it, too. They wouldn't dare go toe-to-toe with us-especially not now that they're actively at war with the Peeps again!'

His words were directed to Anisimovna, but his eyes , she noticed, kept sliding towards Verrochio, and her lips tightened almost imperceptibly. She had her own suspicions about Kalokainos' personal agenda, and it was beginning to look as if those suspicions were correct.

'Trying to predict what the Star Kingdom of Manticore will and won't do is a dangerous game, Volkhart. I speak from a certain painful personal experience, as you might care to recall.' Unlike Kalokainos' eyes, hers stayed exactly where she told them to-on Kalokainos' face. But that didn't keep her from watching Verrochio's expression carefully. 'Say what you will about the Manties, and I assure you that there are very few things we haven't said about them at Manpower over the centuries, they've already established that they're willing to run risks anyone else would consider insane in support of their precious 'principles.'' Her lips tightened with contempt, but she was too honest with herself to try to avoid the logical consequences of her own analysis. 'If we push them too hard, there's no telling how they might respond. I certainly shouldn't have to remind you what sort of pressure they've chosen to exert in the past through their control of their damned wormhole junction.'

Verrochio flinched. It was a tiny thing, little more than a half-seen tic at the corner of one eye, but it gave her a small spurt of satisfaction. Perhaps something was finally getting through the commissioner's self-important, self-centered rage.

'That was then, and this is now,' Kalokainos retorted. 'They've got their backs plastered to the wall this time. Their economy's running flat out, and they need every credit they can scare up. They're not going to risk a trade war with the Solarian League when they're desperately trying to build every warship they can!'

'I think you're wrong,' she said flatly. 'I'll remind you that their position was equally 'desperate' at the beginning of their first war with the Peeps, and they didn't hesitate to threaten to close the Manticoran Junction to all Solarian shipping then.'

'Aldona has a point,' Hongbo Junyan said, sliding smoothly back into the conversation with the skill he'd used to subtly direct his nominal superior for years. Kalokainos gave him an irritated glance. More importantly, as far as Anisimovna was concerned, Verrochio looked at him with automatic thoughtfulness.

'I'm not saying Mr. Kalokainos' argument isn't logical,' the vice-commissioner continued. 'The problem is that the Manties may not be feeling particularly logical. Hell,' he allowed himself a snort and a grin, 'if they were feeling logical , they never would've gotten themselves into a potential pissing match with Frontier Security at a time like this in the first place!

'But my point,' his expression sobered, 'is that they're probably forming their own estimate of the situation and the balance of power on a basis which includes their control of the Manticore Junction. And, I might point out, we'd find it very difficult to get at their home systems directly. Even if we managed to take Talbott entirely away from them with local forces, their fundamental territorial integrity-both at home and in Silesia-would be safe from us for months, at the very least. All they'd have to do would be to retreat back to the junction's central terminus, and we couldn't get at them at all. But they could certainly close the junction to all of our merchant shipping, at least until we managed to get a powerful fleet there through hyper. I'm sure that as the representative of Kalokainos Shipping, Mr. Kalokainos is actually in a better position than I am to estimate how many billions of credits that would cost League ship owners and corporations in the interval.'

Verrochio was frowning intently now, and Kalokainos shrugged irritably.

'Of course they could hurt us economically if they were stupid enough,' he said. 'But if they did, even those idiots on the Executive Council would agree to full-scale military operations against them!'

Which, Anisimovna thought coldly, is precisely what you and your cronies would just love to see, isn't it, Volkhart?

'No doubt,' Hongbo agreed, his dry tone in obvious agreement with Anisimovna's suspicions. 'I doubt, however, that the Council would be particularly happy with the people who allowed that situation to arise in the first place.'

'So do I,' Verrochio said, his voice calmer and more thoughtful than it had been since the conference began. Kalokainos' grimace of anger wasn't quite as well concealed as he probably thought it was, but the commissioner was too intent on the horrific career consequences evoked by his assistant's last sentence to notice.

'No,' he continued, shaking his head firmly. 'I agree we have to respond-forcefully and effectively-to the Manties' intrusion into an area of the Verge where they have no business poking their noses. But we can't afford to let this escalate out of control. And much as I agree with you about the degree of insanity it would require for them to take on the entire Solarian League, Volkhart, Aldona and Junyan have made excellent points of their own. I'm not prepared to risk the possibility that Manticore is crazy enough to go to the mat with us.'

'Obviously, it would be a suboptimal situation for all of us if they did,' Kalokainos conceded almost gracefully.

'Which brings us back to the question of silk gloves,' Anisimovna pointed out.

'Yes, it does,' a fair-haired, blue-eyed man agreed. Kalokainos' expression showed a certain lack of surprise at the other's support for Anisimovna.

'And should we assume you have a suggestion, Mr. Ottweiler?' he asked.

'As a matter of fact, I do,' Ottweiler replied coolly. Several of the others looked at him speculatively, and