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"I see your point," Grego said. "I've been pondering some of these things. I
was interested in your opinion."

"Thank you,' * Rainsford said. "There is something else I wanted to ask you
about, though, and I'm getting a bit pressed for time."

"So, you see," Rainsford concluded, "we've got a damn-thing by the tail here
with no way to let go unless we stay strictly on top of the situation. With
our budget situation being what it is, we can't hope for law enforcement
organizations to grow fast enough to meet the requirements of this damned
population boom."

Grego nodded. "I know, Bennett. Nine years ago, before you came to
Zarathustra, we had an immigration boom. If it hadn't gone bust, there would
have been a Nifflheim of a law enforcement problem come out of it-at least for
a while."

"Well, we can't allow it," Rainsford said. "We've got to get the most we can
out of available manpower with the least possible waste motion."

Grego smiled. Spoken like a true manager, he thought. "You have some ideas,
then, I take it?" he said.

Rainsford knocked the heel out of his pipe. "Indeed," he said. "We've got a
helluva lot of overlap, here." He ticked the agencies off on his fingers.
"There's Ian Ferguson's Colonial Constabulary, the Mallorysport City P.D., the
ZNPF, Harry Steefer's rather sizeable mob of Company Police for your own
company, and almost a hundred Marines on loan for various peace-keeping
chores." That used up all the fingers on one hand, and Rainsford waved it in
the air. "Besides that, there's the Colonial Marshal's office, and it's not
unusual for Max Fane to send one of his men all the way over to Delta
Continent just to serve papers on someone."

Grego nodded.

"The way I see it," Rainsford continued, "We should establish a central
records and dispatch agency right here in Mallorysport-a Colonial
Investigation Bureau-and put all our law enforcement records and mission
requests through it. That way, if the CZC swears out a warrant for some
veldbeest herder who stole a company aircar on Beta, you won't have to send
your own men on a ten-hour round trip to get them where the crook is. The
Bureau can just put out a want on him to the local agency-Constabulary, ZNPF,
whatever. Someone can bring the miscreant along when they come over to Alpha
Continent on other business. You see?"

"And," Grego said, nodding agreement, "if someone holds up a planter or a
prospector on Beta, then hightails it for Junktown, the Constabulary can have
our people here pick him up and hold him. Yes, I can see where that would be
more efficient-now that we have law enforcement almost everywhere on the