Phule’s Paradise by Robert Asprin

“So this was all done in advance?” Bombest said.

“There was no point in asking you if you weren’t going to be available,” the image said, “and, no offense, Bombest, I figured I had a better chance of getting through to Reggie and getting a timely answer than you did. Anyway, the question isn’t whether or not you can do it, it’s whether you will do it. You’re the only one who can answer that.”

“I see. If you don’t mind my asking, Mr. Phule, why me? Forgive me, but I was under the impression that we didn’t particularly get along while you were staying here.”

“Oh, I don’t pretend that I like you, Bombest,” Phule said with a tight smile, “and I don’t expect that you particularly care for me as a person. Our styles are far too different for us to ever be `good buddies.’ You are, however, the best I’ve seen at what you do, which is handling problems at a hotel, and I happen to be in a jam right now where I need that talent. The question isn’t if we are or will be friends, but if you’re willing to work with me.”

Bombest pursed his lips. “I don’t suppose you’ve checked the availability of flights from Haskin’s to Lorelei, along with your other inquiries?”

“Actually I’ve gone a bit further than that,” the image responded. “When-excuse me, if-you’re ready to go, you’ll find the governor’s military ship standing by at the spaceport to bring you directly here. As I said, we’re on a tight timetable.”

This bit of information spoke volumes to Bombest. While there had been no love lost between himself and Phule, their relationship was positively rosy if compared to the Legionnaire commander’s interaction with the military governor of the planet. While details of those encounters were never made public, it was no secret that they fought like cats and dogs whenever their paths crossed. The fact that Phule would approach the governor for the use of the official space launch, not to mention what he must have had to commit to obtain it, was a tribute to how badly the commander wanted Bombest’s services. Much more so than a casual call to Reggie Page.

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