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accident… and now Reston is in charge. And because he is one of the very important men behind White Umbrella, he has, in his possession, a little black book. There are only three of these books, and the other two would be nearly impossible to get hold of…”
    “So what’s in it?” John snapped. “Get to the point.”
    Trent smiled at John as if he had asked politely. “Each book is a kind of master key; each has a complete directory of codes used to program every mainframe in every White Umbrella facility. With that book, one could conceivably break into any lab or test site and access everything from personnel files to financial statements. They’ll change the codes once the book is stolen, of course—but unless they want to lose everything they’ve stored, it will take them months.”
    No one spoke for a moment, the only sound that of the plane’s insistent hum. Claire looked at each of them, saw the thoughtful expressions, saw that they were seriously considering Trent’s implied proposal— and realized that it had just become highly unlikely that they would be going to Europe after all.
    * * *
    “But what about Chris, and Jill and Barry? You said they were okay—how do you know that?” Claire asked, and David could just hear the barely hidden desperation.
    “It would take a very long time to explain how I come by my information,” Trent said smoothly. “And while I’m certain you don’t want to hear this, I’m afraid you’ll just have to trust me. Your brother and his companions are in no immediate danger, they don’t need you at the moment—but the opportunity to get Reston’s book, to get into that lab, will be gone in less than a week. There’s no security detail right now, half the systems aren’t even running—and as long as you stay away from the test program, there are no creatures to contend with.”
    David wasn’t sure what to think. It sounded good, it sounded like exactly the opportunity they’d been hoping for… but then, so had Caliban Cove. So had a lot of things.
    And as for trusting Mr. Trent…
    “What’s your stake in this?” David asked. “Why do you want to hurt Umbrella?”
    Trent shrugged. “Call it a hobby.”
    “I’m serious,” David said.
    “So am I.” Trent smiled, his eyes still dancing with that twinkling humor. David had only seen him once before, hadn’t exchanged more than a dozen words, but Trent seemed just as strangely happy now as he had then; whatever it was that made him tick, it was certainly bringing him a lot of pleasure.
    “Why have you been so cryptic?” Rebecca asked, and David nodded, saw that the others were doing the same. “The stuff you gave to Jill, and to David, before—all riddles and clues. Why not just tell us what we need to know?”
    “Because you needed to figure it out,” Trent said. “Or, rather, it was necessary that you appeared to figure it out, all by yourselves. As I said before, there are very few people who know what White Umbrella is doing; if you seemed to know too much, it might come back to me.”
    “Then why take the risk now?” David asked. “For that matter, why do you need us at all? You obviously have some connection to White Umbrella; why not go public, or sabotage them from the inside?”
    Trent smiled again. “I’m taking the risk because it’s time to take a risk. And as to the rest… all I can say is that I have my reasons.”
    He talks and talks, and yet we still don’t know what the hell he’s doing, or why… how exactly does he manage that?
    “Why don’t you tell us a few of those reasons, Trent?” None of it was sitting well with John, David saw; he was scowling at their stowaway, looking as though he might have to be talked out of punching the man.
    Trent didn’t answer. Instead, he pushed himself off of the seat and picked up his coat, turning to look at David.
    “I realize you’ll want to discuss this before you make your decision,” he said. “If you’ll excuse me,