(eng) Kristine Kathryn Rusch - Retrieval Artist 05 by Paloma

Author:Paloma [Paloma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Twenty-five

Space Traffic control had a security vid of Miles Flint entering the Dove shortly after he left the crime scene. Nyquist cursed himself as he stood outside the space yacht. He had brought a crime team with him, not that it mattered; this scene had been compromised after Paloma’s death by someone he’d more or less trusted.

The question was: did he arrest Miles Flint for tampering with an auxiliary crime scene, or did he wait to see where else Flint would lead him?

He hadn’t decided yet. He wasn’t even sure where Flint was. He sent a street unit to Flint’s office and to his apartment, just to find out that information. He wasn’t going to contact Flint on his links—not yet.

Nyquist was glad DeRicci hadn’t come along. She felt she couldn’t justify it, considering the fact that the Lost Seas was under quarantine and couldn’t be viewed. She decided to let him handle the Dove alone.

The Dove wasn’t impressive. Or maybe Nyquist just didn’t like giant black ships that were built to resemble one kind of Earth bird and were named after another.

When he’d first arrived, brandishing a warrant so that he could get into Paloma’s ship, no one would talk to him. It was almost as if he wasn’t even part of the police force. When he finally did get someone to pay attention, that person, an older man, had seemed angry he was asking about the Dove.

“If you wanted the ship protected, you should’ve called us,” the man had said, and he had a point. After Nyquist had learned about the Dove, he should have called in an order to seal the ship. Of course, even that would have been too late. DeRicci had told him about the Dove only an hour before; it was everything he could do to assemble a team and get over here quickly. He hadn’t even thought of sealing the ship.

Flint had been half a day ahead of him. And, according to the security footage, he had been inside the Dove for a long time. To make matters worse, he had spoken to a reporter just before he went inside his own ship, the Emmeline.

Nyquist had a request in to a judge to seal off the Emmeline, as well. But he wanted to do that without Flint’s knowledge, something he wasn’t sure was possible under the rather loose laws governing ships in port.

“You want us to go in first?” asked the woman beside him. She was tall and thin. Her name was Deepa Zengotita. She was one of the best in the department, and she specialized in information gathering from movable technology—ships, aircars, bullet trains. He had been lucky to get her on such short notice.

“No,” Nyquist said. “Once you’ve cleared it, I want to join the effort.”

Clearing it meant that a team member or a couple of team members went in first to make sure there were no surprises on board. Each investigative team did this differently. Nyquist had never worked with Zengotita, so he wasn’t sure what her procedure was.

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