It can't be. Not when I'm so close.But it was a possibility that Sammy had always known. It was the commonplace in a universe of tiny lifetimes and interstellar distances. "I suppose we are interested in any data the man left behind." The words came out dully.At least we have closure —that would be the concluding line from some smarmy intelligence analyst.

The investigator tapped and muttered at his devices. The Forestry Department had reluctantly identified him as one of the best of the city class, so well distributed that they could not simply confiscate his equipment to take him over. He was genuinely trying to be helpful...."There may be a will, Fleet Captain, but it's not on the Grandville net."

"Some other city, then?" The fact that the Forestry Department had partitioned the urban networks was a very bad sign for Triland's future.

"...Not exactly. See, Ducanh died at one of Saint Xupere's Pauper Cemeteria, the one in Lowcinder. It looks like the monks have held on to his effects. I'm sure they would give them up in return for a decent-sized donation." His eyes returned to the constables and his expression hardened. Maybe he recognized the oldest one, the Commissioner of Urban Security. No doubt they could shake down the monks with no need for any contribution.

Sammy rose and thanked the private investigator; his words sounded wooden even to himself. As he walked back toward the door and his escort, the investigator came quickly around his desk and followed him. Sammy realized with abrupt embarrassment that the fellow hadn't been paid. He turned back, feeling a sudden liking for the guy. He admired someone who would demand his pay in the face of unfriendly cops. "Here," Sammy started to say, "this is what I can—"

But the fellow held up his hands. "No, not necessary. But there is a favor I would like from you. See, I have a big family, the brightest kids you've ever seen. This joint expedition isn't going to leave Triland for another five or ten years, right? Can you make sure that my kids, even one of them—?"