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earted islanders with their ready smiles and generally pleasant behavior。 She'd seen very few genuine or lasting smiles in the Conservatory： a perfunctory movement of the lips； a show of teeth but no genuine delight； pleasure； or enthusiasm。 Well； what else could she expect in such a climate？
She spotted the Piper Facility before the driver turned up the broader thoroughfare to it。 It hung； block…square and utilitarian； like hostels anywhere； even Fuerte。 She had once thought the native orangy…red sandstone of Fuerte garish and mon but she could feel almost nostalgic for its hominess。 Certainly the relaxed and random designs of Fuertan architecture were a patch above Optheria's contorted constructions。
The timepiece above the entrance of the Piper Facility flashed a big 1930 as the driver reduced the forward speed of the vehicle。 Precisely then； the main door slid aside and Corish； looking tanned and expectant； emerged。 Immediately he saw Killashandra； he smiled a warm and enthusiastic wele。
〃Right on the dot； Killashandra； you've improved！〃 he said； giving her an unnecessary assist out of the vehicle。
〃Thank you； driver；〃 Killashandra said。 〃I really need to stretch my legs； Corish。 Let's walk to the restaurant if it isn't far。 I felt awfully conspicuous where so few people use ground transport。〃
〃Have you paid him？〃 Corish asked； reaching into his belt pouch。
〃I told you I could；〃 she began in a sulky voice and made shooing gestures at the driver。 The man reengaged the drive and the vehicle slid slowly away。 〃I'm being monitored； Corish； and we need to talk；〃 she said； cocking her head up at him with an apologetic expression on her face。
〃I thought so。 I'm told to try the Berry Bush so I expect it's got monitors in the utensils。 This way。〃 Corish cupped his hand under her elbow； guiding her in the right direction。 〃It's not far。 I'm only just back from Ironwood。〃
〃Lars is in a swivet about Nahia and Hauness。〃
〃They're all right。。。〃 and Corish's tone of voice added so far； 〃but the search and seize continues！ Hauness is convinced that the Elders mean to rouse a punitive expedition against the islands。 In spite of your safe return。〃
〃Torkes doesn't believe in coincidence。 More important。。。〃 and Killashandra broke off； stunned by the look of pure hatred on the face of a woman passing by。 Killashandra glanced around but the woman had not paused or accelerated her pace。
〃More important？〃 Corish prompted； his hand impelling her to keep pace with him。
With an effort； Killashandra redirected her attention； but an afterimage of the intensity of that expression burned in her mind。
〃The Elders use subliminal conditioning。〃
〃My dear Killashandra Ree； that is a dangerous allegation。〃 Corish tightened his fingers on her arm； shocked by her statement。 He looked about； to see if any of the few passers…by could have overheard。
〃Allegation； fardles！ Corish。 They blasted last night's audience with it；〃 she said； only barely able to keep her intense indignation at the conversation level。 〃Security； pride； and sex was the dose。 Didn't Olav mention subliminals to you？ He knows about them。〃
Corish wet his mouth in a grim line。 〃He mentioned them but he could provide me with no proof。〃
〃Well； I can swear to it； and so can Trag。 He disconnected the processor on the Festival Organ yesterday … while we had the chance … and the Conservatory instrument today。〃 She cast him a snide sideways glance。 〃Or should we have waited until tomorrow night so you'd have firsthand experience？〃
〃Of course I trust Trag's evidence。。。 and yours。〃 He added the last in an afterthought。 〃How were you able to find the equipment？ Wasn't it well hidden？〃
〃It was。 Shall we say a joint effort … the murdered gail； Lars； and Trag。 It wasn't crystal that killed gail； and I never could see how it had； but a desperate man。 Probably Ampris。 There'll be enough witnesses to testify before the Federation Council。 Nahia and Hauness too； if we can get them out。〃
〃You'll never get Nahia to leave Optheria；〃 Corish said； shaking his head sadly。 He gestured for them to make a right turn at the next junction。 The smell of roasting meats and frying foods greeted their nostrils； not all of it appetizing。 But this was clearly a catering area。 Open…front stalls served beverages and a pastry…covered roll … with a hot filling to judge by the expression of a man cautiously munching one。
〃If we could get anyone out；〃 Corish said gloomily。 〃They're all in jeopardy now。〃
〃Which is why we want you to contact Olav and get him and。。。〃
A change in air pressure against her back gave Killashandra only a second's warning but she had turned just enough to deflect the long knife descending to her back。 Then a second knife caught her shoulder and she tried to roll away from her assailants； hearing Corish's hoarse cry。
〃Lars！〃 she shouted as she fell； trying to roll away from her attackers。 〃Lars！〃 She had bee too used to his presence。 And where was he when she really needed him？ The thought flitted even as she tried to protect herself from the boots kicking her。 She tried to curl up； but hard rough hands grabbed at arms and legs。 Someone was really attempting to kidnap her； even with Corish beside her。 He was no bloody use！ She heard him yelling above the unintelligible and malevolent growls of the people beating her。 There were so many； men and women； and she knew none of them； their faces disguised by their hatred and the insanity of violence。 She saw someone haul back a man with a knife raised to plunge into her； saw a face she knew … that woman from the street。 She heard Corish howling with fury and then a boot connected with her temple and she heard nothing else。
Chapter 24
Of the next few days； Killashandra had only disconnected memories。 She heard Corish arguing fiercely； then Lars； and under both voices； the rumble of Trag who was； she thought even in her confusion and welter of physical pain； laying down laws。 She was aware of someone's holding her hand so tight it hurt； as if she didn't have enough wounds； but the grasp was obscurely forting and she resisted its attempt to release hers。 Pain came in waves； her chest hurt viciously with every shallow breath。 Her back echoed the disfort； her head seemed to be vibrating like a drum； having swollen under the skull。
Pain was something not even her symbiont could immediately suppress but she kept urging it to help her。 She chanted at it； calling it up from the recesses of her body to restore the cells with its healing miracle； especially the pain。 Why didn't they think about the pain？ There wasn't a spot on her body that didn't ache； pound； throb； profest the abuse that she had suffered。 Who had attacked her and why？
She cried out in her extremity； called out for Lars； for Trag who would know what to do； wouldn't he？ He'd helped Lanzecki with crystal thrall。 Surely he knew what to do now？ And where had Lars been when she really needed him？ Fine bodyguard he was！ Who had it been？ Who was the woman who hated her enough to recruit an army to kill her？ Why？ What had she done to any Optherians？
Someone touched her temples and she cried out … the right one was immeasurably sore。 The p