“I don’t see how you can avoid killing a lot of them,” said Martingale. “Stunners don’t have the same range as lasers do and they’ll be shooting at your people. You’re going to have to take a good number of them out, any way you look at it.”
“I know,” said Lucas. “We can only hope the show of force will intimidate most of them into surrendering. All we can do is hope that temporal inertia compensates.”
“If their having been taken from their own time periods hasn’t caused any disruptions, then killing them all might-”
“We don’t know that,” Lucas said. “A surgical strike would be nice and clean, even if it did take all of us with it, but it would be taking too much of a chance. Forrester will know he doesn’t have that option. For all we know, their having been taken from their own time periods has caused disruptions. Maybe not, if we’re very lucky. There have already been disruptions, thanks to Drakov’s actions. Temporal inertia will only compensate for so much. It might be irreversible already. All we can do is hope.”
“You’ll lose a lot of people,” Martingale said.
“It can’t be helped,” said Finn.
“You’ll have to clock out to signal the attack at the proper time,” said Lucas.
Martingale frowned. “Why me?”
“Because Drakov will be expecting us to try something like that,” said Lucas. “You’ll have the best chance of getting out without being missed.”
“I wouldn’t count on that,” said Martingale.
“We’ll try to work that out,” said Lucas. “I can show you how to program a fugue sequence on your disc. That way you’ll be able to clock out and clock back in almost at the same time.”
“But if Drakov is going to send you back to Forrester with his demands anyway, why not let him? He won’t know you have the location of the base and you’ll be able to clock back in-”
“No, I told you, the attack has to occur while we’re still there,” said Lucas. “For one thing, I don’t trust him. For another, even if we could do that, it would leave only you behind at the base. We have to make absolutely certain Drakov doesn’t have a chance to fire the missiles or escape on the sub. And someone has to protect Verne and Land, as well.”
“Okay, I see your point.”
“We’re going to have to-”
“Lucas-” Andre said, squeezing his arm suddenly.
He glanced at her, then quickly looked in the direction she was staring. Martingale turned and looked as well, then relaxed and expelled his breath audibly. “It’s about damn time,” he said.
A man was standing by the fireplace. He was tall and slender, with dark, unruly hair and a neatly trimmed moustache. He was gaunt-looking, with deeply set, piercing eyes and a sharp, prominent nose. He was dressed, incongruously, in tweeds-a Norfolk jacket and stovepipe trousers with a matching vest, a button-down white shirt and a necktie with a regimental stripe. He wore a watch chain and a tweed driving cap pulled low over his eyes. In his right hand, he held a heavy, knobbed walking stick carved out of dark wood. For a moment, he appeared to be transparent, then he abruptly solidified, though not completely. Various portions of his body seemed to become substantial, then ghostly once again. When he spoke, his voice was rich and vaguely Continental.
“I am Robert Darkness,” he said. “I perceive we are alone. Do we have time to talk or are we likely to be interrupted at any moment?”
“We should have some time,” said Martingale. “If any of the servants should come in-”
“Yes, yes, I know,” said Darkness, impatiently. “We mustn’t frighten the help. Let’s get on with it. Have you managed to learn anything of significance?”
“I’ve figured out the location of the base,” said Martingale. “It’s-”
“I already know where the base is,” Darkness said. Martingale looked both surprised and disappointed. “How did you find out?”
“Really, Martingale, if I had to count on you for everything, this affair would have dragged on endlessly. When you told me it was inside an extinct volcano, that narrowed it down considerably. The underground canal meant it had to be an island, the blacks being used as ersatz cannibals to scare off possible landing parties also gave me a clue and it meant it couldn’t have been a very modern period or a pre-exploratory one. It was a simple matter of elimination. It merely took some time.”
“Have you notified the Temporal Corps?” said Finn.
“No, I’ve kept it to myself,” said Darkness. “Of course I’ve notified them. I’ll be happy to get this out of the way finally. I have a great deal of work to do and these constant distractions are annoying.”
“You call Drakov and his group a distraction?” Finn said.
“Everything that happens on this silly planet is a distraction,” Darkness said. “That’s why I moved. I find people to be generally bothersome. The more I deal with people, the better I like dogs. Unfortunately, it becomes necessary to deal with people from time to time.”“I wonder how you stand it,” Finn said.
“I do my best to allow for their stupidity,” said Darkness. “Playing deus ex machina for you is mildly amusing, but it does tend to rob one of time.”
“Well, I’m glad you could spare a minute from your busy schedule,” said Finn.