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coming closer to him, studying him.
    “It means I am confused.”
    “About what?” She frowned.
    “About why you are so sad for your friends to go. Why enter the lottery?”
    “That is a good question, Garth.” And one for which she had no answer. “Where do you want me to sit?”
    Following him out, he indicated a row of seats and she sat down, while the two Karalians went to the helm. Leaning back in her seat, she was glad of the solitude; she needed the time to gather her thoughts. To accept the life in front of her and let go of the one behind.
     

Chapter Eight – Garth
     
    “She is a good, strong woman,” Okil said as Garth powered up the engines.
    “She is mine already, Okil, you do not have to sell her to me as if it were a bushel of kallis .” He flipped the switches and then said, “What is the protocol—do I leave here for Karal or do I have to return to that pit of an airport?”
    “Here, let me.” Okil, realising the discussion on Tamzin was done, switched on the radio and called the tower.
    “Clearance given.” The radio crackled.
    “Let’s get out of here,” Okil said. “I have seen much of Earth, but this is one of the worst places. How do they live here?”
    “Are these the people who will be moving to the new colony?” Garth asked, easing the throttle forward and taking them away from the rain and the sinking sand.
    “I don’t know.” Okil looked pensive.
    “Is that what your visit here was about?” Garth asked, more curious now he had seen the planet and its people.
    “In a way.” Okil looked across at Garth. “I thought you weren’t interested.”
    “I’m not. Curious, but not interested.” Garth turned his face to look out of the window of the control deck, realising how stupid he sounded.
    “Well, since you’re curious, and you will not be returning to Earth, nor will you be on Karal long, I will tell you. The Hier Ruler is trying to instigate a coup d'etat.”
    “A what?” Garth asked.
    “It’s a quaint human term for where the government is overthrown.”
    Garth looked at Okil, his expression worried. “We should not get involved in such politics. What if it spread to Karal?”
    “That is why this is strictly between you and me, Garth. I received a coded message through the wormhole from Earth. I’m not sure how they managed it, but apparently it has taken them some time to get the technology to work.”
    “And you went to meet the person who wants to overthrow the leader of Earth?”
    “I went to see if it was a legitimate prospect, or just someone yanking our chain.”
    Again Garth looked puzzled. “You have picked up too many Earth phrases.”
    “It’s Darl’s fault. Anyway, the Hier Ruler wanted to make sure the contact wasn’t some kind of plant by the President of Earth. The two leaders have never seen eye to eye.”
    “And was it legitimate?” Garth asked.
    “It appears so.” Okil looked extremely pleased with himself. “It means Earth has a chance. If we have someone Lytril feels he can trust, he will think twice about protecting it.”
    “Lytril? I didn’t know you were on first-name terms with our esteemed Ruler.”
    “I’m not, at least not to his face, but his female comes to visit Tikki, and surprisingly he doesn’t make her call him Hier Ruler. It seems the Hierarchy is soft where she is concerned. As you will be soft where your female is concerned.”
    “I doubt it,” Garth said, casting a glance back to where Tamzin sat, looking so alone and sad. His heart did indeed ache at the sight of her, and once more he blamed it on his prime, his need to mate with her.
    “Anyway, I would appreciate it if all this stays between us two. But I thought you should know, because by the time you return things will be set in motion. We need a new planet for them, Garth.”
    “So you say.” Garth turned towards the beacons, glad to leave this sector of space, and he willed himself not to think of the people he had met on Earth, although