"I believe you're to take back your old Precol job in Manon, but as cover for your participation in our little project. If you agree to it."
"What if I don't?"
He shrugged again. "It seems you'll be writing your own ticket from here on out."
Trigger stared at him, wondering. "Why?"
Quillan grinned. "New instructions have been handed down," he said. "If you're still curious, ask Whatzzit."
"Oh," Trigger said. "Then why are you here?"
"I," said Quillan, "am to make damn sure you get to Manon. I brought a few people with me."
"Mihul, too?" Trigger asked, a shade diffidently.
"No. She's on Maccadon."
"Is she—how's she doing?"