I looked quickly around. A woman in a Yellow Cab uniform.
I looked again. “Goldie!”
“You ordered a cab, miss? Across the Plaza and down the street. They won’t let us squat here.”
We crossed the Plaza together. I started to babble, bursting with euphoria. Goldie shushed me. “Do please try to act like a cab fare, Miss Friday. The Master wants us to be inconspicuous.”
“Since when do you call me miss?”
“Better so. Discipline is very tight now. My picking you up is a special permission, one that would never have been granted if I had not been able to point out that I could make positive identification without buzz words.”
“Well. All right. Just don’t call me miss when you don’t have to. Golly gosh, Goldie darling, I’m so happy to see you I could cry.”
“Me, too. Especially since you were reported dead just this Monday. And I did cry. And several others.”
“Dead? Me? I haven’t even been close to being dead, not at all, not anywhere. I haven’t been in the slightest danger. Just lost. And now I’m found.”
“I’m glad.”
Ten minutes later I was ushered into Boss’s office. “Friday reporting, sir,” I said.
“You’re late.”
“I came the scenic route, sir. Up the Mississippi by excursion boat.”
“So I heard. You seem to be the only survivor. I meant that you are late today. You crossed the border into California at twelve-ohfive. It is now seventeen-twenty-two.”
“Damn it, Boss; I’ve had problems.”
“Couriers are supposed to be able to outwit problems and move fast anyhow.”
“Damn it, Boss, I wasn’t on duty, I wasn’t being a courier, I was still on leave; you’ve no business chewing me out. If you hadn’t moved without notifying me, I wouldn’t have had the slightest trouble. I was here, two weeks ago, in San Jose, just a loud shout from right here.”
“Thirteen days ago.”
“Boss, you’re nitpicking to avoid admitting that it was your fault, not mine.”
“Very well, I will accept the blame if any in order that we may cease quibbling and stop wasting time. I made extreme effort to notify you, much more than the routine alert MSG that was sent to other field operatives not at headquarters. I regret that this special effort failed. Friday, what must I do to convince you that you are unique and invaluable to this organization? In anticipation of the events tagged Red ThursdayÄ”
“Boss! Were we in that?” I was shocked.
“What causes you to entertain such an obscene idea? No. Our intelligence staff projected itÄin part from data you delivered from Eli-FiveÄand we started making precautionary arrangements in good time, so it seemed. But the first attacks took place in advance of our most pessimistic projection. At the onset of Red Thursday we were still moving impedimenta; it was necessary to crash our way across the border. With bribes, not with force. The notices of change of address and of call code had gone out earlier but it was not until we were here and our comm center reestablished that I was notified that you had not made routine acknowledgment.”
“For the bloody good reason that I did not receive routine notice!”
“Please. On learning that you had not acknowledged, I attempted to call you at your New Zealand home. Possibly you are aware that there was an interruption in satellite serviceÄ”
“I heard.”
“Precisely. The call got through some thirty-two hours later. I spoke to Mrs. Davidson, a woman about forty, rather sharp features. Senior wife in your S-group?”
“Yes. Anita. Both Lord High Executioner and Lord High Everything Else.”
“That was the impression I received. I received also an impression that you had become persona non grata.”
“I’m sure that it was more than an impression. Go ahead, Boss; what did the old bat have to say about me?”
“Almost nothing. You had left the family quite suddenly. No,
you had left no forwarding address or call code. No, she would not accept a message for you or forward any that arrived. I’m very busy; Marjorie has left us in a dreadful mess. Good-bye.” –
“Boss, she had your Imperium address. She also had the address in Luna City of Ceres and South Africa because I made my monthly payments to her through them.”