Hub 3 Trigger & Friends by James H Schmitz

Author:James H Schmitz [Schmitz, James H]
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Published: 2010-05-24T09:15:37.872000+00:00

Trigger’s eyes narrowed a little. “Same old hypno-spray treatment?”

“Right,” said Commissioner Tate. “He came, sprayed, investigated. Then he told me to stay calm, and went

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off looking puzzled.”

“Puzzled?” she said.

“If I hadn’t known before that experts come in all grades,” the Commissioner said, “I’d know it now. That

first one they sent was just sharp enough to realize there might be something involved in the case he wasn’t

getting. But that was all.”

Trigger was silent a moment. “So there’ve been more of those investigations I don’t know about!” she

observed, her voice taking on an edge.

“Uh-huh,” the Commissioner said cautiously.

“How many?”

“Seven.”

Trigger flushed, straightened up, eyes blazing, and pronounced a very unladylike word.

“Excuse me,” she added a moment later. “I got carried away.”

“Perfectly all right,” said the Commissioner.

“I’ve been getting just a bit fed up anyway,” Trigger went on, voice and color still high, “with people

knocking me for a loop one way or another whenever they happen to feel like it!”

“Don’t blame you a bit,” he said.

“And please don’t think I don’t appreciate your calling in all those experts. I do. It’s just their sneaky, underhanded, secretive methods I don’t go for!”

“Exactly how I feel about it,” said the Commissioner.

Trigger stared at him suspiciously. “You’re a pretty sneaky type yourself!” she said. “Well, excuse the

blowup, Holati. They probably had some reason for it. Have they found out anything at all with all this spraying

and investigating?”

“Oh, yes. They seem to have made considerable progress. The last report I had from them—about a month

ago—shows that the original amnesia has been completely resolved.”

Trigger looked surprised. “If it’s been resolved,” she said reasonably, “why don’t I remember what

happened?”

“You aren’t supposed to become conscious of it before the final interview—I don’t know the reason for that.

But the memory is available now. On tap, so to speak. They’ll give you a cue, and then you’ll remember it.”

“Just like that, eh?” She paused. “So the Psychology Service is Whatzzit.”

“Whatzzit?” said the Commissioner.

She explained about Whatzzit. He grinned.

“Yes,” he said. “They’re the ones who’ve been giving the instructions, as far as you’re concerned.”

Trigger was silent a moment. “I’ve heard,” she said, “the eggheads have terrific pull when they want to use it.

You don’t hear much about them otherwise. Let me think just a little.”

“Go ahead,” said Holati.

A minute ticked away.

“What it boils down to so far,” Trigger said then, “is still pretty much what you told me on Maccadon. The

Psychology Service thinks I know something that might help clear up the plasmoid problem. Or at least help

explain it.”

He nodded.

“And the people who’ve been trying to grab me very probably are doing it for exactly the same reason.”

He nodded again. “That’s almost certain.”

“Do you think the eggheads might already have figured out what the connection is?”

The Commissioner shook his head. “If they had, we’d be doing something about it. The Federation Council is

very nervous!”

“Well . . .” Trigger said. She pursed her lips. “That Lyad . . .” she said.

“What about her?”

“She tried to hire me,” said Trigger.

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