Code of the Lifemaker By James P. Hogan

acquire it, legally, ethically, and honestly … or otherwise. Anticipating

future information needs was one of the team’s never-ending activities.

The atmosphere by the pool outside Zambendorf’s villa overlooking the Pacific

from the hills above Malibu was businesslike despite the setting as he,

Abaquaan, and Thelma discussed the latest status update forwarded from GSEC,

which among other things listed the people nominated so far to accompany the

Mars mission. “We’ll need background histories and profiles on as many of those

names as we can get,” Zambendorf said, propped on a sun-lounge by a table of

iced drinks and fruits. Thelma, wearing a beach-wrap over a bikini, sat taking

notes beneath a sunshade at another table littered with some of the books on

Mars, the history of planetary exploration, and NASO that she had been immersing

herself in for days. “Make a separate list of the scientists. Clarissa has some

useful contacts at most of the professional institutions—she can take care of

those.”

“Okay . . . Okay . . . That’s okay . . . And Clarissa to take care of the

scientists. I’ll talk to her about it when she gets back tomorrow,” Thelma

murmured, checking off the items on her pad. “What about the Europeans?”

“Umm . . .” Zambendorf thought for a few seconds. “You’d better leave them to

Otto and me.” He turned his head to look inquiringly at Abaquaan, who was

sitting sideways on another lounge and sipping from a can of beer while he

listened. Abaquaan nodded curtly in reply, seemingly preoccupied with something

else. “Yes, we’ll make some calls to Europe,” Zambendorf confirmed. “But get

Drew to talk to his newspaper friends about those political people who might be

going. We shouldn’t ignore sources like that.” He looked at Abaquaan again.

“Does that cover the main points. Otto?”

“Except Massey,” Abaquaan replied.

“Ah, yes,” Zambendorf agreed breezily. “A fine mess you’ve got us into, Otto.”

Abaquaan rolled his eyes upward in a silent plea for patience and ignored the

gibe. He had first expressed concern when the name Gerold J. Massey, nominated

by NASO as an “Observational Psychologist,” appeared on the schedule. It implied

that somebody at NASO had decided things had gone too far and was wheeling up

the siege howitzers. Zambendorf went on, “However, you’ve got us into similar

fixes before, and we have always pulled through. The first thing we need to do

is make sure he’s really there for the reasons you think he is.”

Abaquaan threw up his hands. “To make sure? . . . Karl, we know why Massey’s

there all right! One, he’s a stage conjuror. Two, he’s a debunker who takes

contracts against psi-operators. Three, he’s worked for NASO before—remember the

headhunters from Long Beach who thought they could sell NASO that psychometric

testing crap? Four, Vernon Price is on the list too, and he works as Massey’s

partner—I mean, hell, Karl, how much more do you want? He’s going there to plant

a bomb with your name written across it in big letters.”

“It sounds highly probable. But let’s not make the mistake of overreacting to

speculation as if it were fact. In addition you have to admit: Five, the main

purpose of the mission has to do with psychological research. Six, he is a

psychologist. And seven, NASO has commissioned him to conduct purely scientific

studies before. So the nomination could be perfectly legitimate.”

Abaquaan got up and paced over to the poolside to stand staring down at the

water. “What difference does it make?” he asked, turning back after a short

pause. “If you’re there and he’s there, he’s not gonna miss out on the

opportunity anyhow. Whether NASO is officially sending him as a nut-watcher or

unofficially as something else is beside the point—if he can make trouble, he’ll

make trouble.”

“True, but how much will he be in a position to make?” Zambendorf replied,

waving his cigar. “Will he be acting individually, or will he be actively aided

by people inside NASO and the resources at their disposal? If it’s just him and

Price, we could probably afford to take our chances; but if it’s them plus NASO,

we’d be well advised to use as much help from GSEC as we can get. You see my

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