"Joel," she went on earnestly, "you are one of us now. The Thinkers have a job for you."
"For me?"
"Yes. Obviously Priscilla Cameron is interested in you, Joel. You must play up to her. It's the first chance we've had to get a spy close to Governor Cameron...."
"Hell, Tamis," he interrupted with an expression of distaste. "I can't do that!"
"But, Joel, you must! Not even my people have been able to get into the palace."
His green eyes quickened with interest. "Why not? They've been able to insinuate themselves everywhere else."
Tamis shook her head. "We don't know! Dozens of Ganelons have slipped into Governor Cameron's palace. For a while we continue to receive their telepathic reports. Then nothing!"
He said: "Let me get this straight. The Ganelons have sent spies into the palace and all of them have simply vanished?"
She nodded.