"Them I hate," I said suddenly. "I don't like their slip-and-slide
loyalties, Snow. They were the friends of the rebels, sure--until they
thought of a better plan. Then the rebels were calmly forgotten. Or
vaporized, when necessary. Right now, they're on my side, what with
ordering my escape, and protecting me from Baxter. But it's only for so
long as I serve their ends. Then it's good-by, Jery Delvin!"
"Then--" Snow arose, a slim hand going to her throat "--we don't know
for sure if the boys are alive!"