"JAMES LUCENO. SABOTEUR" - читать интересную книгу автора

the security man. "Send a message to Caba'Zan at InterGalactic," he ordered.
"Tell him that we need to meet as soon as possible."

Lovingly crafted, the listening device was a perfect facsimile of a fire
flitter. It sat between Bruit and Caba'Zan on a low table in Bruit's living
room, singing its song:
"Here's the long and short of it. Arrant has decided to move against
InterGalactic Ore shipments. No petitioning the senate. He's letting loose a
shooting war. That much has already been decided . . . ."
Caba'Zan ran a hand over his bald pate. "Strange. It almost sounds like your
voice."
Bruit squeezed his eyes shut, then opened them and looked the Falleen in the
eye. "That's because underneath the warping, it is my voice. I spoke those
words-most of them anyway-right in this room."
Caba'Zan's forehead wrinkled. "I don't understand."
"I was briefing my men about the plan for InterGal's ships at Eriadu. Someone
recorded the conversation."
"One of your men?"
Bruit shook his head in dismay. "I don't know."
"One of the Toom clan, then."
Bruit took his lower lip between his teeth. "Then why the need to warp the
recording, and put on a song-and-dance show for your people in the cantina?
Besides, there's no way the Tooms could have gained access to LL's database and
gotten the reentry coordinates for our ships. They're not that clever. It has to
have been one of your men."
"They're not that clever," Caba'Zan said. "Or that industrious. We wouldn't have
known anything about your plans if it wasn't for the bug."
Bruit silenced the facsimile flitter and worked his jaw in vexation. "I'll
figure out who it was later on. After I deal with the Toom clan."
Caba'Zan narrowed his eyes. "They played us both for fools, Bruit. If you're
implying vengeance, I want some of the action."
Secreted beneath the stilted dwelling, Darth Maul smiled to himself, dropped to
the ground, and hurried into the darkness.

Maul never doubted that the Toom clan would enter into contracts with both
mining companies. Nor did he think that the clan would fail to deliver on its
promise to sabotage the ships. Thus he had had no need to go to Eriadu to
witness the fatal collisions. Instead he had passed the time watching members of
the Toom clan shut down and abandon the base on Dorvalla. Surmising correctly
that their betrayal would unite LL and InterGal against them-even briefly-the
mercenaries had decided to abscond while they could.
Maul had trailed them to Riome, a small, ice-covered world deeper in the
Dorvalla system, where the clan already had established a secret base.
A more astute group of outlaws might have elected to put as much distance as
possible between themselves and Dorvalla. But perhaps the Toom clan was
convinced that even the combined security forces of Lommite Limited and
InterGalactic Ore wouldn't be a match for them. Whichever, Maul's next task was
to make certain that Bruit learned the location of the Riome sanctuary by
planting evidence at the site of the clan's former base.