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The bed sagged as Subiyama sat on the foot of it. "Sure, honey, but think of
this as good copy.
Lutt's mother tries to buy you off -- as seen and reported by yours truly."
"I don't think she'll try to buy me off again. It's something different this
time. And devious.
You can count on it."
"One way to find out, honey. Shall I tell your Legion buddies to send her
along?"
"Why not?" Nishi rolled out of bed and slipped her arms into the robe.
"Where's Mrs. Ebey?"
"Makin' us some coffee." Subiyama looked at The furry yellow ball on Nishi's
pillow. "A man's a lot more fun to sleep with than a cat, honey. And that
Captain O'Hara sure has the hots for you."
"But I do not want him."
"You still think you can land Hanson, eh? Well, why not? A billionaire
probably has more staying power than a damn Legion captain." She turned and
went out the door. "See you later, honey.
Think maybe I'll give Lew's staying power another test."
When she was gone, Wytee stirred, then: Big lady want lustful breeding Dreen.
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"She's no Dreen, Wytee. She's a human just like me."
Big lady human want lustful breeding Dreen, Wytee insisted.
Nishi chuckled. "I think she's lustful for a human, too."
Big lady want lustful breed many humans. Big lady make lustful thinks bad man
O'Hara.
"I'm sure you're right, Wytee. Lorna's what we call very oversexed."
Mrs. Ebey appeared in the doorway with a steaming cup of coffee. "Who're you
talking to, Miss
Nishi?"
"Talking to myself, Mrs. Ebey. Put the coffee on my nightstand."
"You want me to lay out your clothes?"
"I'll take care of it. You get your breakfast and I'll talk to you later
about Phoenicia Hanson.
I want you to tell me everything you know about her."
"Any special reason?"
"She's coming here to see me."
"Lorna's stories got under her skin! Take her for all you can, Miss Nishi.
Millions!"
"We'll see, Mrs. Ebey. Run along now."
When she was gone, Wytee stirred on the bed. Ebey lady make bad thinks
Phoenicia. Ebey lady make many thinks money. Why Ebey lady make thinks
money?
Hearing someone in the hallway, Nishi composed her reply in a silent thought:
Mrs. Ebey is getting old and afraid. She has no one to care for her.
Ebey lady think Phoenicia Hanson very bad person.
She probably is a very bad person.
Wytee not let bad persons hurt Nishi. Wytee friend Nishi.
Nishi scooped up the furry yellow ball and hugged it. I know you're my
friend. Are you hungry, Wytee? What do you eat?
Wytee eat little air things. Take deep breath eat. Not worry. Wytee never
hungry.
The engagement of Ms. Eola VanDyke to Lutt Hanson, Jr., was announced in
Spokane today by her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Percival S. VanDyke. No wedding
date has been set, but informed sources said the nuptials may occur in the
White House, depending on the outcome of Mr. Hanson's bid for the Presidency.
-- From the Spokane Breeze
Lutt, his shirt open to the navel, sat facing the closed door of his father's
office in the MX
complex. Excessive activity brought on by Phoenicia's orders made it hot in
the complex this evening, almost as hot as at the Enquirer. Following his
editorial policy on conservation, the newspaper's air conditioning had been
shut off. Uncomfortable in his Enquirer office, sweat
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the complex, using the argument that he and Woon could meet secretly here.
Woon waxed lyric about the hothouse effect in the Enquirer and had ordered
pictures showing Lutt at work under those steamy conditions.
"Poll results show sixty-one percent in favor of your 'consistent agreement
with the needs of the people,'" Woon said.
Screw the people, Lutt thought.
But the campaign was going well. Even Morey agreed. Whether on Phoenicia's
orders or to mend his own fences, Morey no longer made snide remarks about "my
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brother, the President."
Just let me get control of the Justice Department, Morey. I'll show you how
justice is administered under my orders!
The call Lutt cherished had come from Major Captain. She had reached him at
the Enquirer the day his candidacy became public and, seeing Lutt as a
possible commander in chief, she had been brisk and businesslike.
"In light of your new status, Mr. Hanson, I would like to offer, on my
general's behalf, any facilities you may need from the Zone Patrol Regional
Command. Of course, we will coordinate with the Secret Service for your
protection and, should you require any further use of our facilities, please
feel free to call us."
Lutt thought he had used great restraint not asking her if she wanted to bring
him in for interrogation. She must also have nurtured thoughts about their
previous meetings, because she said, "If I have caused any offense in the
past, please blame zealous obedience to my oath of allegiance."
"Should I win this election, Major Captain, you may be sure the ZP will be the
first to benefit."
He had thought that reply quite statesmanlike and Woon had praised it.
"You're beginning to sound like a President, by God! Now let's whip a few
asses over there and get you a proper official entourage."
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