“We’d better get this into Private Record,” Brainard said. “We can transcribe an agreement and place it in the Public Repository.”
“A good idea and we’d better waste no time. Alexander might still be looking for me—and if he is, it’s merely a question of time before he catches up.”
“Ten years have passed. It’s doubtful. But we could keep you here at the Center.”
Kennon shook his head. “Too dangerous. And besides it would compromise you. No—we’ll get everything possible done to make the Lani’s case airtight, and then I’ll return to Kardon. It will put our case in a better light if it ever comes to trial, if I go back voluntarily. Anyway—I’m morally bound to return. Now let’s make this record.”
“It’s your decision,” Brainard said. “And it’s your neck—but I must admit that I agree with you.”
“I’ll feel safer when we get the legal details clarified,” Kennon said.
“And what of the girl?”
“Can you take care of her if I have to leave quickly?”
“Of course. I’ll give her personal attention, and after she has her child I’ll see that she is sent to you.”
“That’s decent of you, Doctor.”