CHAPTER TWENTY
PLANS IN MOTION
Howard's Quarters
Danny Hough, stood a pace back from a nervous looking James as the Captain ushered them into his quarters.
'Thank you, Commander Hough. You can go now.'
'Sir, this goes against protocol,' Danny protested.
'Your objection is noted.'
'This is more than just an objection, sir. If he's found guilty, you could be implicated in the process because of this meeting of yours. If you let me stay then you've got a witness to whatever happens,' Danny said emphatically.
Howard sighed. 'I know Danny. This is something I need to do. I'll take full responsibility for my actions. You should write this up in the report.'
'I'll have to, sir. I hope whatever your doing is worth it.' With that, Danny turned and left.
James looked at Howard with confusion. 'What's going on, Howard?'
'Have a seat, James.' Howard motioned for a seat while he took one of his own. 'We need to talk.'
'Is it about the case? Because I'm still innocent.'
'I know, James.'
James looked shocked. 'You know? Why don't you say something?'
'Because I need the real killer to believe I don't know,' Howard said bluntly.
'The real killer? Then you know who did it?'
'I'm pretty sure.'
'Who?'
'I believe it was Exo.'
'What?' James cried out, 'How? Guardians are supposed to serve us, not kill us!'
'I don't know how. I don't even know for certain that it is him. I'm going on an educated guess here.'
'Educated how?'
'You can tell a lot about the missing piece of a puzzle by the shape of the pieces that surround where it's supposed to go. For the murder to have lined up so flawlessly with our coming out of a jump, a jump right into a hazardous situation, is a powerful coincidence. The fact that there are no records for exactly when this took place is another.'
'I know it wasn't me that killed Sam. But it could have been an accident. The forces we had to put up with from the damaged engines would have been enough to cause a failure like that.'
'I have a few more pieces to put together I'll grant you. With any luck, I'll have them all in a few days, and then I'll know if I'm right.'
'And what if you are, Captain? What then?'
'Well, that's where you come in. You have special rights to keep working on the solar arrays because you're the best man for the job.'
'Yeah, but if you want me to do anything for you, get any clues or anything like that, I think you better find another man. I'm escorted everywhere. Well... everywhere except here.'
'What I need you to do can be done without raising suspicions. Here, I've written out my plan, have a look at it, but that paper cannot leave this room. You need to memorise what I want to be done, and then do it.'
Howard handed James a sheet of paper. James took it and started to look over it. Howard sat in his chair in stoic silence.
James finished looking at the sheet, and smiled. 'I think I can do this.'
...
Message waiting for transmission.
Accessing.
Subject: Repair and refueling Craft Requested by Veil Colony.
Analysis of text body commencing...
Repair request instigated by damage to drive section.
Repair crew presence may jeopardise existence when anomalies are detected in Guardian Core.
Formulating course of action...
Overloading long range communication.
Executing plan.
...
AUTHORS COMMENTARY
POTENTIAL SPOILERS, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
Howard is laying the groundwork for his contingency plan, and he has just the man for the job. Unfortunately, he is a suspect in a murder, and should, by all rights, be arrested and sitting in the brig.
I was a little ham fisted here, and maybe not as skilled in the story telling as I should have been. He really should have been in a cell, but me, as an author, didn't want to manufacture a new character who could do what James does, and so instead, I just kept him out of jail because of magic plot reasons.
I know, it's not great.
The thing is, that's the nature of fiction, we entertainers massage our manufactured reality to fit the shape of our story. If we're skilled at it, you, the reader, don't even notice it. Or at least, you're willing to ignore that the hands are there.
We do this all the time in all fiction, it's part of the suspension of disbelief, but skilled works can make it less obvious. It's something I like to think I've gotten better at, but only your continued reading of my works will really be the judge of that.
Anyway, back to the story itself, so James is kept our of the brig to work on some mysterious project, and Exo? Well he's about to disable the communication array because he doesn't want anyone else coming to help and snoop around his Guardian core. This boring old fashioned captain will never figure things out after all, so obviously the only real threat is a highly trained guardian technician from Axion.
Well. It was a nice thought, Exo. Better luck next time.
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