The Alembic Plot: A Terran Empire novelWilson, Ann
Science
The Alembic Plot: A Terran Empire novel
Wilson, Ann
Science fiction
Again, there were none; he went on. "You Team Leaders and seconds, I'm
afraid, will have to live on base or at the station, in separate
buildings where possible. Your teams should too, but if that would
cause too much hardship to either them or the personnel normally
stationed there, you can permit them to live up to five miles away."
He raised a hand, forestalling objections. "It's not as bad as it
sounds, gentles. You will all be issued personal radios, as well as
personal vehicles; those of you who can't drive or do basic vehicle
maintenance will be taught how. And you'll use those vehicles any time
you're in areas where they can be supplied and maintained. You'll use
horses only where there are no facilities for vehicles. Any questions?"
"I have one, sir." A tall Major with a missing ear stood. "Vehicle
fuel and service aren't cheap; they're certainly beyond my pay grade.
How do we pay for them? And more importantly, how do our people pay
for them?"
"Until we go public," Bradford said, "you'll be given an allowance for
such things, and you'll pass it along to your people. After that,
you'll use your Strike Force ID, and the Kingdoms will reimburse the
dealers. The same thing goes for all non-personal expenses." He
grinned. "As for personal expenses, you'll be interested to know that
Strike Force personnel get a 50% hazardous-duty bonus. Which, believe
me, you'll earn!"
There was a mixture of laughter and good-natured complaining, in which
Cortin and Odeon joined. Yes, they all knew they'd earn any hazard
bonuses; you didn't go into something called Special Operations, much
less into a Strike Force, for the safety of it. On the other hand,
Cortin thought, they got the chance to go after Brothers with almost no
limitations; that seemed fair enough to her, and it sounded like the
rest agreed.
"That's about it for now, then, though of course you'll get daily
updates on anthing we find out about the Brothers," Bradford said.
"This is my primary duty, so I'll be in the area most of the time; if
you have questions, or just want to talk, I'll be available."
* * * * *
Cortin was uncertain what to do after the briefing. Part of her said
to read the records and start picking her troops; the other part said
to find herself another Brother to question. After some internal
debate, she went with the first alternative; her fellow Inquisitors had
told her they'd get any information she might be interested in to her,
as soon as possible after they'd gotten it, so she could start picking
her team without worrying that she'd miss something she should know.
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