those who might be susceptible to breaking Silence.â
âRehabilitation takes care of that problem.â Tatianaâs voice held a ring of finality.
âIf thatâs the case, then explain Sascha Duncan and Faith NightStar to me,â Shoshanna said, referring to the two recent defectors from the Net. âNikita? Sascha is your daughter after all.â
âTwo anomalies.â Kaleb very deliberately backed Nikita. âFurthermore, it appears you were running unsanctioned searches long before those anomalies took place, so there can be no logical connection between the two.â
âWe saw those anomalies approaching, as the rest of you didnât.â Shoshanna wasted none of the calculated Psy charm she pulled out for media appearances. âHave you heard the whispers in the Net? Theyâre talking openly of rebellion.â
âSheâs correct,â Tatiana said, her allegiance unclear as always.
âI suggest we let them talk. To a certain extent.â Kaleb directed his words to the entire Council. âTrying to stifle all dissent is what caused problems in the past. As the situation stands, we can keep an eye on the agitatorsâ¦and take care of any problems before they have a chance to do any real damage.â
âBe that as it may, thatâs not the issue at hand,â Nikita pointed out. âI submit that the Scottsâ findings be turned over to the Council. If they were acting as Councilors, then the information belongs to the Council. If they were acting on their own, they had no authority and the data should be seized in any case.â
Kaleb was impressed by Nikitaâs neat trap, but said nothing to that effect. Shoshanna was already well on the way to becoming his enemy. But that wasnât what kept him silentâhe wanted to see who would speak in the Scottsâ favor, betraying a possible alliance.
âIâd be interested in seeing the data.â Ming LeBon finally spoke. A master of mental combat, he was a Councilor no one but his most elite soldiers ever actually saw . Kaleb had been unable to find a single image of himâMing was a true shadow.
âIt may prove useful.â Tatiana.
âPut it on the table and then weâll decide.â Marshall, the most senior Councilor and their unofficial chairâby virtue of having survived longest as Council.
Three whose loyalties were unclear. Nikita and Shoshanna plainly stood on opposite sides of the line, and Henry was Shoshannaâs.
âUnfortunately, thatâs impossible.â Shoshannaâs mental tone remained supremely confident. âIt would require reentering each of the targeted files.â
âSurely you kept a master log?â Marshall articulated what they were all thinking.
âOf course. However, that log was hacked ten hours ago. The data has been scrambled beyond recovery.â
âDo you take us for rehabilitated idiots?â Nikita said, her psychic voice a razor. âNo hacker in the Net is capable of circumventing a Councilorâs security.â
âIt was a virus.â Shoshanna refused to back down. âThe proof is here.â Something slammed into the empty âdark-spaceâ inside the vault, a data file that vibrated with a broken viral signature.
Everyone but Nikita drew back. âItâs safe,â she pronounced a second later. âNot designed to spread through dark-space. Even if it were, all such viruses dissipate within a few inches at most. Dark-space is an inhospitable environment.â
âFor that we should be grateful. Otherwise the viral transmitters wouldâve corrupted the entire Net by now,â Shoshanna said, in a cool reference to Nikitaâs rumored abilities.
They took time to examine Shoshannaâs evidence. It was compelling. The psychic file sheâd presented should have been readable by their Psy minds, the streams of data clean and well ordered. But this