“It’s your fault that Ormerod escaped. We had him cornered in the den. It was well-protected, and still people got in and let the carrier of Ormerod’s mindbase escape. Why? Because the original inhabitant of Ormerod’s borrowed body was looking for it, with all his vainness, his pathetic curly hair and polished abs. Because someone told the pathetic pod brothers of this pathetic piece of artificial flesh where he was. That someone must have been a civilian at the station. Someone who knew more than most other civilians.” She glared at him.
“It wasn’t me and that is the truth.”
“No?” Her voice sounded sarcastic. “You are the only person who has intimate, quite intimate relationships with the natives. Don’t you still have friends, and a so-called family in the station? One of these hypertec
