"And wind up wherever they are, awaiting death with them?"
"I said I can try."
"Well, if you had help—let us say, if my two 'policemen' cooperated, you might pull the whole thing off by trickery, don't you think, with no bloodshed at all?"
"It's possible," Ker-jon admitted.
"A bargain. We'll help you, but then you must help us. Flam-harol is the revolutionary leader, but you carry almost as much weight with the revolutionaries as he does. Very well, if you rescue your people, if the Ark falls into your hands, will you then cooperate with us?"
"Why the hell didn't you offer that before the revolution? All this wouldn't have happened."
The albino smiled. "You'd have laughed at us, even as you're probably laughing to yourself now. But in this case we have something concrete to offer. Is it a bargain?"
"Sure," Ker-jon said wearily. "We need you now. It's a bargain."
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