"Nothing firm, but logic says not until she has to--maybe as late as
when she confronts Shannon, or the real Protector surfaces."
"Which gives us time to discuss this more later," Bradford said,
glancing at the wall clock. "I did promise Joanie I'd question Powell
for her, and . . ." He hesitated, then went on. "I . . . now that I
know who she is, I feel I have to watch her work."
"Understandable." Odeon nodded, then gave the Bishop-Inquisitor a
half-smile. "Does questioning Chuck have to be formal, or can you
enjoy yourselves in the process?"
"Hmm?" Bradford frowned in puzzlement, then smiled. "Since he's
already agreed to cooperate, I don't see any need for a formal
interrogation. Why?"
"Let's go up to the common-room, and I'll show you."
When they got there, Powell was sprawled comfortably in front of the
record player, listening to Melnyikov's "Musical Explorations" and
caressing himself. Odeon grinned, at last able to fully appreciate the
composer, and tempted to follow Powell's example. Melnyikov's previous
works had hinted at eroticism; this one embraced and celebrated it.
That made it a popular piece with Enforcement and much of the nobility,
frowned on by the Church and most landfolk. Rumor had it that
Melnyikov had used biological research--or Shayan's aid--to make
"Explorations" so effective; after what he'd learned recently, Odeon
suspected a different source. He glanced at Bradford, saw a
speculative look, and raised a curious eyebrow.
"You were right to suggest an informal session," Bradford said
appreciatively. "I'd almost forgotten his training--I'll probably get
better results this way than by the more conventional methods."
"No doubt enjoying yourself in the process," Illyanov said.
"No doubt at all," Bradford agreed, removing his tunic and undershirt.
"You're welcome to stay and participate, of course, either with him or
setting an example."
"He is strongly attracted to Michael," Illyanov pointed out, "so if the
two of you concentrate on him--"
"Ivan and I will set the example," Chang finished.