forgotten it when I chased him out."
Tina snickered.
A huge eye squinted at Blessed. "Haven't seen one of these since I was a kid."
Sound transmission ceased. When Worgemuth put the toy down it sent a picture of the frescoes on the pavilion's ceiling.
Blessed was satisfied. He knew the identities of his mother's Directorate allies.
"I wonder what Lupo will really do?" he mused.
— 20 —
Lupo stood beside Simon's enclosed chair, stared out at the end space. "Our course seems evident. What options have you considered?"
"Mostly I've been in a panic. I'm not handling the pressure here like I thought I could."
"You came right away. That's a point." Provik had not asked for Tregesser's source of information. He would not. But he had guessed.
Tregesser had fewer secrets than he supposed. Lupo was aware of everything going on around his employer. He knew about the artifact and the Outsider. He knew the artifact had been away. "Is it possible Valerena has gotten those codes?"
"I don't see how. But the impossible has happened before. Hasn't it?"
"Yes."
Lupo Provik had delivered House Banat-Marath to temporary Tregesser thrall after accidentally learning that Sandor Banat-Marath maintained a force-grown second self he put out front. The only difference between Sandor and his Other had been control codes built into the Other during the vatwork. Most artifacts came with controls.
Provik had invested years of prime espionage work. He had uncovered the Other's codes. Shortly afterward Sandor Prime vanished.
Nine years later an assassin got the Sandor Other and Fodor Banat-Marath succeeded. Provik lost that House but none of the secrets he had plundered. House Tregesser now created its own specialized artifacts. No one suspected. Artifacts were a Banat-Marath monopoly.
"You think I'm being set up, Lupo?"
So. The old boy had not been thrown completely. "There's always that possibility. To be sure, we'd have to wait to see if your Other behaved strangely."
"I don't follow you."
"Assume the Simon Other codes haven't been compromised since even I wasn't there when you programmed him. If your Other acts weird, we can consider the news about the codes disinformation."
"What? Your logic eludes me."
"Think Valerena. If she really had the codes, you'd never know. Right?"
"That's how you and I would handle it."
"Yes. That's worth remembering. We aren't dealing with people who think the way we do. Valerena can be brilliant, cunning, blind, and stupid all at the same time. That's why she's so damned dangerous."
"So what do you suggest?"
"Assume the worst. Do what your enemies want you to do, only as fast as you can move. Switch places with your Other."
"But..."
"Right now. As fast as you can. Make the change before they're alert. They'll expect you to move with your usual deliberation."
"So I'd play the Other. When the time came I'd trade, and they'd have the real Other across their sights."
"If we need the double switch."
"I like it, Lupo."
"
Nobody
can know. I mean
nobody
but you and me. Don't trust anybody."
Simon Tregesser grunted. "There could be nothing in the shadows."
"In my experience there's
always
something in the shadows."
"Have a Voyager readied."
Lupo watched Simon out of sight, then yielded to his chief of staff. He headed for the vast suite he maintained. He spoke a code word. His door opened. It was the only entrance and Lupo Provik was the only being the door would pass.
Lupo called, "One! We have a job to do. Get everyone together."
In moments six more Proviks joined him. No one, not even Simon Tregesser, knew there was more than one. Provik had done the vatwork himself. The even-numbered Lupos had been altered there to become female.
"Update time," Lupo Prime said. The universe saw most of him, but Lupos One, Three, and Five sustained his tireless, workaholic reputation.
The dread, mysterious mastermind behind the ascendant fortunes of House Tregesser was a sort of hive creature.
The