Soudha blinked, his lips parting in dismay. Thats a shock. I thought he was in good health, for his age. Was it his heart? Oh, my, poor Trogir.
No ones health stands up to exposure to vacuum without a pressure suit, regardless of their age. Miles decided not to include the details of the corpses massive trauma, for now. His body was found in space.
Soudha glanced up, his brows rising. Do they think it has some connection to the soletta accident, then?
Or why else would Miles be taking an interest, right. Perhaps.
Have they-what about Marie Trogir? Soudhas lips thinned thoughtfully. You didnt say she?
Shes not been found. Or not yet. The probable-cause crews are continuing search sweeps topside, and ImpSec is now looking everywhere else. Their next task, of course, is to try to trace the couple from the time and place they were last seen, which was several weeks ago and here, apparently. Well be requesting the cooperation of your department, of course.
Certainly. This is this is really a very horrifying turn of events. I mean, regardless of ones opinion of the way they chose to pursue their personal choices
And what is your opinion, Dr. Soudha? Id really like to get a sense of the man, and of Trogir. Do you have any ideas?
Soudha shook his head. I confess, this turn in their relationship took me by surprise. But I dont pry into my employees private lives.
So youve said. But you worked closely with the man for five years. What were his outside interests, his politics, his hobbies, his obsessions?
I Soudha shrugged in frustration. I can give you his complete work record. Radovas was a quiet sort of fellow, never made trouble, did first-rate technical work-
Yes, why did you hire him? Waste Heat Management does not appear to have been his previous specialty.
Oh, he had a great deal of station expertise-as you may know, getting rid of excess heat topside is a standard engineering challenge. I thought his technical experience might bring some new perspectives to our problems, and I was right. I was very pleased with his work-Section Two of the reports I gave you yesterday was mostly his, if you would like to examine them to get a real sense of the man. Power generation and distribution. Hydraulics, in Section Three, was mostly mine. The basis of heat exchange through liquid transfer is most promising-
Ive looked over your report, thanks.
Soudha looked startled. All of it? I had really understood Dr. Vorthys would be wanting it. Im afraid its a bit thick on the technical detail.
Oh, sure, I speed-read all two hundred thousand words before bed last night. Miles smiled blandly. I accept your evaluation of Dr. Radovass technical competence. But if he was so good, why did he leave? Was he bored, happy, frustrated? Why did this change in his personal circumstances lead to change in his work? I dont see a necessary connection.
For that, said Soudha, Im afraid you will have to ask Marie Trogir. I strongly suspect the driving force in this peculiar decision came from her, though they both resigned and left together. She had far less to lose, leaving here, in pay and seniority and status.
Tell me more about her.
Well, I truly cant. Barto hired her himself and worked with her on a daily basis. She barely came to my attention. Her technical ability appears to have been adequate-although, come to think of it, those evaluations were all supplied by Barto. I dont know. Soudha rubbed his forehead. This is all pretty upsetting. Barto, dead. Why? The distress in his voice seemed genuine to Miless experienced ear, but his shock appeared more surprise than the deep grief from loss of a close friend; Miles would, perhaps, have to look elsewhere for the insights into Radovas he now sought.
Id like to examine Dr. Radovass office and work areas.
Oh. Im afraid his office was cleared and reassigned.
Have you replaced him?
Not yet. Im still collecting applications. I hope to start interviewing soon.
Radovas must have been friends with somebody. I want to speak with his coworkers.
Of course, my Lord Auditor. When would you like me to set up appointments?
I thought Id just drop in.
Soudha pursed his lips. Several of my people are on vacation, and several more are out at the experiment station, running a small test this morning. I dont expect them to be done before dark. But I can get you started with the people here, and have some more in by the time youre done with the first.
All right
With the air of a man throwing a sacrifice to the volcano god, Soudha called in two subordinates, whom Miles interviewed one at a time in the same conference chamber theyd used day before yesterday for the VIP briefing. Arozzi was a younger man, scarcely older than Miles, an engineer who was temporarily scrambling to take over Radovass abandoned duties, and perhaps, he hinted, hoping for promotion into the dead mans shoes. Would my Lord Auditor like to see some of his work? No, he had not been close friends with his senior. No, the office romance had been a surprise to him, but then Radovas had been a private sort of fellow, very discreet. Trogir had been a bright woman, bright and beautiful; Arozzi had no trouble appreciating what Radovas had seen in her. What had she seen in Radovas? He had no idea, but then, he wasnt a woman. Radovas dead? Dear God No, he had no idea what the man had been doing topside. Maybe the couple had been trying to emigrate?
Cappell, the departments resident mathematician, was hardly more useful. He was a bit older than Arozzi, and a trifle more cynical. He took in the news of Radovass death with less change of expression than either Arozzi or Soudha. He hadnt been close to Radovas or Trogir either, not on a social basis, though he worked often with the engineer, yes, checking calculations, devising projections. Hed be glad to show my Lord Auditor a few thousand more pages of his work. No?
What was Trogir like? Well-enough looking, he supposed, but rather sly. Look what shed done to poor Radovas, eh? Did he think Trogir might be dead as well? No, women were like cats, they landed on their feet. No, hed never actually experimented with testing that old saying on live cats; he didnt have any pets himself. Nor a wife. No, he didnt want a kitten, thank you for the offer, my Lord Auditor
Miles met again with Tuomonen at lunchtime over mediocre cafeteria food in the executive dining room off the buildings atrium; the displaced executives were forced to go elsewhere. They exchanged reports on their mornings conversations. Tuomonen hadnt found any breakthroughs either.
No one expressed a dislike of Trogir, but she seems damned elusive, Tuomonen noted. The Waste Heat department has a reputation for keeping itself to itself, apparently. The one woman in Waste Heat who was supposed to be her friend didnt have much to say. I wonder if I ought to get a female interrogator?
Mm, maybe. Though I thought Komarrans were supposed to be more egalitarian about such things. Maybe a Komarran female interrogator? Miles sighed. Dyou know that according to the latest statistics, half of the Barrayaran women who take advanced schooling on Komarr dont go home again? Theres a small group of alarmist bachelors who are trying to get the Emperor to deny them exit visas. Gregor has declined to hear their petition.
Tuomonen smiled slightly. Well, theres more than one solution to that problem.
Yes, how have your Komarran in-laws taken the announcement of the Emperors betrothal to the Toscane heiress?
Some of them think its romantic. Some of them think its sharp business practice on Emperor Gregors part. Coming from Komarrans, thats a warm compliment, by the way.
Technically, Gregor owns the planet Sergyar. You might point that out to anyone who theorizes hes marrying Laisa for her money.