“Not in this case—I can tell them.”
He looked surprised at that, giving me some small satisfaction.
“In that case there might be a chance. I’ll give positive orders that everything is to be tried before they even consider anything like personality removal. If that is done she is just another body, of which there are plenty in the galaxy. Sentenced to death she’s just another corpse—of which there is an equal multitude.”
I grabbed the flask away from him before it reached his pocket, and opened it. “I know you Inskipp,” I said as I poured. “You’re a born recruiting sergeant. When you lick them—make them join.”
“What else,” he said. “She’d make a great agent.”
“We’d make a great team,” I told him and we raised our cups.
“Here’s to crime.”