TriPoint, a Union Alliance novel by Caroline J. Cherryh

“Pell,” she said, “and we make a profit on the run. Or get yourself a new cargo chief.”

“It’s no bet.”

“I’m not betting. I’m telling you. If it’s not Pell—get yourself another cargo chief. I quit. I’ll find a way to Pell.”

“You’re out of your mind, Marie.”

“So you’ve said. To everyone in the Family. But you know how this ship was doing before, and how it’s doing now. Cold, hard numbers, captain, sir. I know what I’m worth. I’ve got the numbers for Pell. No question I can make our dock charges and come up in the black. Swear to God I can. Or I kiss you all good-bye, right here.”

“Marie, this isn’t even worth talking about. Go cool down.”

“Cold as deep space, darling brother, and dead serious.”

“That ship could be meeting some Mazianni carrier right out there at Tripoint in two weeks. We could run right into it.”

“For what? Bowe told them he’d have a kid to trade them? They do those deals in the deep dark. Mazian’s ships don’t come in this far.”

“We have rendezvous with our regulars, we have people’s lives you’re proposing to disrupt, appointments—”

“We’ll get back on schedule. We’ll all survive a little sexual deprivation.”

“Try a sex life! It’ll improve your mental health!”

“Mon-ey, Mischa. Mon-ey. Or poverty. Skimping to make ends meet, the way we did when dear Robert was running the cargo section. Because he will be, again. Make your choice.”

“You don’t sit on this ship and not work.”

“You weren’t listening, Mischa, dear, I said I was leaving the ship. I’ll find a way. I’m damned good. And good ships anywhere it wants to.”

“As hired crew. You think you’d like your shipmates on a hired-crew ship. Earn your way in bed, why don’t you?”

“Because I don’t have to. I can have passage on a Pell-bound ship in four hours, captain Hawkins, you watch me, because the numbers are in my head, and I’ll use ‘em, you’d better bet I will. I’m crazy Marie, aren’t I?”

“You’re talking like it.”

“Fine! I’ll put it to a vote in the Family, captain, sir, which of us this ship wants to have making the decisions. I’ll tell you even Robert A. will vote to keep me, because he doesn’t want the job back, he doesn’t want to lose his creature comforts. Neither do any of the seniors, and the juniors can’t touch me! Let all the Hawkinses decide. I’ll challenge you for the captaincy if I have to. And I have the right to call a vote.”

“And make a fool of yourself! Everybody knows—”

“I’m sure you’ve told them often enough. Poor Marie. Poor crazy Marie. Poor crazy Marie who’s the reason this ship runs in the black—”

“Poor crazy Marie who’s the reason we lost Mariner for fifteen years! Poor crazy Marie who lost her nerve the only time she ever snagged a man, and started a riot that damn near ruined us! Anything you make for us is payback, sister, for what you cost us in the first place.”

“Any trouble you had is because you sat on your ass for forty-eight hours. If you’d had the balls to do something before they got stupid drunk, I could have gotten out of there. But physicality just isn’t your job, is it?”

“Maybe if you’d had a sex drive you could have handled what you asked for, damn you—duck out on us, ignore every piece of advice, no, you had to have your own pick, didn’t you, and now he’s got your kid? It’s not my problem.”

“Ask a vote, Mischa. Or I will.”

Mischa didn’t want it. That was clear. He stood there. And finally walked off across the bridge and stood staring at nothing in particular.

There were advantages to owning nothing, having nothing, wanting nothing in your life, except one man’s hide.

And he couldn’t have her kid.

Couldn’t dispose of her kid. Or keep him.

That added something to the equation. She wasn’t sure what, hadn’t expected that reaction in herself, was still trying to understand why she gave a damn.

Because, she decided, if she’d had to hand one individual aboard Sprite over to Bowe for a hostage, it wouldn’t be poor, people-stupid Tom, who was the first Hawkins to try to take her side in twenty some years.

Pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162

Leave a Reply 0

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *