it.”
“ Kind of hard to do that on a spaceship heading to Delroi,” Parker said dryly.
“ I couldn’t anyway,” Zola said. “I gave it to an underground telepath then had him remove the memory from my mind. I don’t even remember who the telepath was.”
“ There’s only a handful of people strong enough to do that,” Kareena said. And if she could identify several of them, she wouldn’t put it past Tel to track them down either.
Zola shook her head, granting one of her rare small smiles. “There are a lot more than you think. Tel, rebels, foreign operatives. I know that information is safe. It’s why they let me live so long. If they’d found it I would have been killed long ago.”
“ So why would they tip off the Delroi?”
She sighed. “I’m guessing the committee decided if they weren’t getting it back they might as well kill me.”
“ But you think someone believed you might still be useful.”
She hesitated so long Kareena knew there was more to it than that.
“No. This more a debt paid. I can’t say more than that.”
“ Okay, we won’t ask more about that. For now.” And maybe they wouldn’t have to. It was possible it was all over now, that Tel wouldn’t come looking for them and Delroi wouldn’t require payment for sanctuary.
“ If it becomes necessary, I’ll tell you as much as I can, but you know the less you know about my past the better.”
Kareena did know which was why she didn’t push Zola for answers. They’d survived this long without questioning each other’s honor or integrity. She wouldn’t change the rules of the game now. Besides, they wouldn’t be returning to Earth and what were the chances of Tel tracking them down halfway across the galaxy?
“So what do we tell them when they ask?” Parker asked softly. “And why are they waiting? What are the chances they’re playing a bigger game, using us to either get to Tel or forge an alliance with them?”
“ Very little, I think,” Zola said earnestly, leaning forward. “We tried to infiltrate their forces and didn’t get anywhere. They wanted complete surrender, never played any of us against the other. Look at the peace accord.”
“ So why go through so much trouble to rescue three Earth women?”
Zola shrugged. “You got me.”
Kareena wasn’t buying it. “They’re conquerors. I can’t believe they’d save us just out of the goodness of their hearts.”
“ Me either,” Parker said. Zola didn’t look convinced. “You know something more?”
“ No. I don’t believe we’re in any imminent danger, but I have no idea why they did what they did or what they have planned for us. I just can’t believe it’s as political pawns.”
“ So what do they want?” Parker asked again, frustration straining her voice.
Kareena didn’t offer an opinion, but she had a growing suspicion. Roarr hadn’t questioned her about her captivity, hadn’t asked what her value was as a prisoner, but he’d made it damned clear he wanted her. He wanted to possess her, to own her. Maybe her earlier assessment was right. Maybe she was a war prize. The scary thing was a part of her didn’t care. The wanton greedy side that was blown away just remembering the sex. If only it could be so simple.
“Maybe we’ll discover something at dinner,” Kareena finally said, answering Parker’s question.
But Kareena couldn’t escape the feeling she already knew.
“There’s something else we have to worry about,” Zola said, looking uneasy. “Tel won’t give up. The general populace doesn’t know a thing about any of us, but within our spheres we’re all well known. The underground knew you were being held. Someone will tip them off that you’ve been rescued and by who, if they figure it out. If you were just anyone they might let you go, but you aren’t. You’re a symbol of the resistance, both of you.”
She exchanged a look with Parker. Neither of them had considered that. The guilt that spiked