Cade was both intrigued and gratified. In effect, this was stating in other words what he himself, Vrel, Luodine, and others had also concluded. At the same time, he was mildly perplexed. “I agree with what you’re saying,” he told them. “But why are we going through all this? You sound as if you expect me to do something about it.”
“I talked to Hueng,” Freem replied. “His connections in Beijing go higher than you perhaps imagine. I’m sure he provides an efficient direct conduit back of anything of interest that goes on here.” Freem held up a hand before Cade could respond, as if to say that was of no consequence. “But he also shares our concern. Naturally, he has made his superiors fully aware of the presence here of the American featured in the South American documentary, and the Hyadean officer whose story he helped narrate. Hueng put out some feelers, and it seems they would be interested in inviting you there. You have a chance to present our case maybe where it stands the most chance of having some effect.”
Cade blinked. “You mean go to Beijing? Me?”
“While there’s still a chance,” Susan said. “You understand Hyadeans as well as anyone.”
Cade didn’t have to think too much about it. He was prepared for just about anything by now. “It would need Hudro there too,” he told them. “The documentary wasn’t only me. He’d carry a lot of weight there too.”
“Then let’s talk to Hudro,” Freem suggested.
* * *?
Hudro returned that evening from visiting an experimental school the Hyadeans had set up for teaching their way of science, which was proving to be a big hit with the local children. Cade and the other two put Hueng’s proposition to him over beer and burgers in the station’s canteen. “There are people in Beijing who have the power to make decisions that will affect many people, but I’m not sure they understand what a full-scale conflict might bring,” Freem told him. “You are a former Hyadean military officer. Also, your experiences in South America give you insights that they do not share. If you really want to prevent what could happen, there would be your place to try.”
Cade and Susan stared at each other somberly. Hudro gave Freem a long, searching look. Finally, he nodded. “Very well. I will go to Beijing with Roland and say what I know and what I think. Then I come back to you here. Yassem comes across from over ocean. Then we live here in Australia as Terrans. Is what we dream.”
“That would be understood,” Freem said.
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
THEY STAYED IN CAIRNS a little over a week. Everything Cade saw reinforced his impression that it modeled on a small scale the way things could have been: Australian whites and blacks, Europeans, Asians, Americans, Hyadeans, working out their own ways of getting along.
Meanwhile, three Eastern Union nuclear supercarrier groups had put to sea in the Atlantic and were heading south, presumably to enter the Pacific via Cape Horn. The confrontation in Texas was heating up, with both sides using air support. Oil installations along the banks of the Houston ship canal were ablaze under artillery fire. A suburb of St. Louis had been hard hit by overshoots from an attack on an air base.
Then the formal invitation that Hueng had set up came through from Beijing. A farewell party that included Krossig, Freem, Susan, Hueng, and Tolly but which had grown significantly from the one that had greeted them accompanied Cade and Hudro to the airport, where they boarded a Chinese government executive jet sent with two officials from the Department of Foreign Affairs to collect them. The flight north lasted six hours and brought them to Beijing’s International Airport, ten miles south of the city center. A white limousine flying the new pennant of the Democratic Republic of China from its hood, preceded by a police escort that seemed to delight in using its siren and lights to clear regular traffic grudgingly out of the way, conveyed them to the seventeen-story Beijing Hotel on Wangfujing Avenue, the busiest of Beijing’s shopping streets, marking the eastern edge of the old Imperial City.