He sighed heavily. “Look, if you don’t have anything else—Administrator—unlike some people, I have real work to do.”
Unable to contain herself, she started to rise from her chair. “The Sakuntala radicals approached you with an offer to make the Deyzara look bad, thus helping to mute human and therefore Commonwealth objections to the uprising against the Deyzara. Needing money in order to keep operating—and your financial records show that you were in serious fiscal straits before receiving the credit from Poutukaa—you offered to sabotage Hasselemoga’s skimmer and spread the rumor that the Deyzara were somehow responsible. This opportunity dovetailed neatly with your desire to get rid of a dangerously efficient competitor nobody liked anyway. Then you had to do the same to the rescue skimmer to make sure no one would find your handiwork and possibly trace it back to you.” When he didn’t respond, she pushed on.
“You’re finished, Seth. Your dire financial situation, your direct connection to the Sakuntala radicals, your need to eliminate Hasselemoga, plus the eyewitness who saw you monkeying with not one but both missing skimmers that I’m reliably told no Deyzara could have manipulated so subtly—it all fits together rather neatly, doesn’t it? Not to mention your own words to me.” She glanced in the direction of floating time. “I’m expecting the Sakuntala Hata-yuiqueru Aniolo-jat any minute. He’ll confirm what I’ve just said. Not that I need his confirmation to have you indicted.”
For the first time since he’d been brought into her office, Case looked unsettled instead of irate. “You can’t bring Aniolo-jat here. You don’t know where he is.”