〃I haven't the slightest idea since it was never conveyed to the university。 It was； I must say； interrupted in its journey and it is essential that it be recovered。〃
〃Pretty sloppy way to handle the only alien artifact in the universe。
〃That is beyond the scope of my authority and not for me to say。 But I am authorized to unperfunctorily predicate that it must be found and returned。 At any cost which sums I am duly authorized to pay。 Officers of the Galactic League have assured me that you； pseudonymous Jim； have volunteered to find and return the artifact。 They have convinced me that you； ins young as you are； are a specialist in these matters。 I can only wish you best of luck…and look forward to meeting you again when you return with that which we desire the most。〃
He exited then and a bald； uniformed naval officer entered m his place。 Closed the door and glared at me with a steely gaze。 I glared back。
〃Are you the one who is finally going to tell me what is going on？〃 I asked。
〃Damn right；〃 he growled。 〃Damn fool idea…but the only one we have going。 I am Admiral Benbow； head of League Navy Security。 Those dumbhead academics let the most priceless object in the universe slip through their fingers…now we have to pick up the pieces and run with the ball。〃
The Admiral's mixed metaphors were as bad as the professor's academese。 Was clear speaking being a lost art？
〃e on；〃 I said。 〃Simply tell me what happened and what I am supposed to do。〃
〃Right。〃 He slammed down into a chair。 〃If that is a beer I'll have one too。 No I won't。 A double； no a treble high…octane whisky。 No ice。 Do it。〃
The robobar supplied our drinks。 He drained his while I was just lifting mine。
〃Now hear this。 The expedition concerned was returning from their planetary dig when their ship experienced munication difficulties。 Worried about navigation they landed on the nearest planet； which unhappily and tragically turned out to be Liokukae。〃
〃Why unhappily and tragically？〃
〃Shut up and listen。 We got them and their ship back relatively intact； But without the artifact。 For certain reasons we could do no more。 That is why your services have been engaged。〃
〃So now you are going to tell me about those certain reasons。〃
He coughed and looked away； stood and refilled his glass before speaking again。 If I didn't know better I would have said that the seasoned old space dog was embarrassed。
〃You have to understand that keeping the galactic peace is our role and our goal。 This is not always possible。 There are sometimes individuals； even groups； that are impervious to our attentions。 Violent people； some apparently incurably insane； obnoxious。 Despite everything that we can do they remain immune to our blandishments； impervious to our help。〃 He gulped down the dregs and I had the feeling that we were finally getting to the truth。
〃Since we cannot kill them we…and you realize only the highest authorities know what I am about to tell you…we so to speak arrange； see to it that they are； well； transported to Liokukae to live the sort of life they prefer to live。 Without endangering the peaceful cultures of the union…〃
〃A galactic garbage dump！〃 I cried aloud。 〃Where you holier…than…thou bigots sweep your failures under the carpet！ No wonder you keep this a top…secret secret。〃
〃Just knock off the superior attitude cagal； diGriz。 I know your record…and in my book it stinks。 But we have you by the short and curlies since you drank the seven…hundred…and…twenty…hour poison； so you will do just as I say。 So now I'm going to fill you in with all the loathsome details re Liokukae； let you see what information we have。 Then you will e up with a plan for getting that thing back。 You have no choice。〃
〃Thanks。 What resources do I have？〃
〃Limitless resources； unrestricted funds； boundless support。 Every planet in the galaxy contributes to Galaksia Universitato。 They have so many credits that they make the super…rich look super…poor。 I want you to take them to the cleaners。〃
〃Now you are talking my language！ For the first time I have some interest in this poisonous project。 Bring on the records…and some food…and I will see what I can do。〃
Not very much I thought to myself after hours of reading and rereading the thin file； while eating a number of stale and tasteless sandwiches。 The Admiral was slumped asleep in the armchair and snoring like a rocket exhaust。 There were no answers here； so some questions were very much in order。 Which gave me the sweet pleasure of waking him up。 A few good shakes did it and those nasty little red eyes glared into mine。
〃You better have a good reason for that。〃
〃I do。 How much do you personally know about Liokukae？〃
〃Everything； you dimwit。 That is why I am here。〃
〃It seems to be pretty tightly sealed up。〃
〃Pretty tightly is not the way I would describe it。 Hermetically sealed； guarded； patrolled； watched； locked tight； quarantined … take your pick。 Food and medicines are shipped in。 Nothing es out。〃
〃Do they have their own doctors？〃
〃No。 Medical teams are stationed there in the hospital inside the landing station…which is built like a fortress。 And before you even ask…the answer is no。 What little trust there is between the Navy and the Liokukaers involves the medical services。 They e to us and we treat them。 Let them suspect for an instant that the medicos are involved in hanky…panky and the trust is gone。 Disease and death would be certain。 We're not taking a chance on that。〃
〃If the rest of the civilized galaxy doesn't know about them … what do they know about us？〃
〃Everything I suppose。 We do not practice censorship。 We transmit all the usual TV entertainment channels as well as educational and news services。 They are well supplied with television receivers and can watch reruns of all the most loathsome programs and series。 The theory being if we can stun their minds with televised crap they won't get up to more trouble。〃
〃Does it work？〃
〃Possibly。 But we do know that they are rated on top of the galactic viewing scale for uninterrupted hours in front of the gogglebox。〃
〃You go there and take surveys？〃
〃Don't be stupid。 Recorders are sealed into the chassis of each set。 These can be tapped by satellite。〃
〃So what we have here is a planet of murderous； belligerent； nutsy TV fans？〃
〃That's about the size of it。〃
I jumped to my feet； spilling dry crumbs of dead sandwiches onto the carpet。 Raised my fists； and my voice； on high。
〃That's it！〃
Benbow blinked at me rapidly and scowled。
〃What's it？〃
〃The answer。 It is just the glimmering of an idea now…but I know that it will grow and expand into something incredible。 I'm going to sleep on it and when I awake I will polish it and perfect it and describe it to you in detail。〃
〃What is it？〃
〃Don't be greedy。 All in good time。〃
CHAPTER 4
The automated kitchen produced another stale sandwich； the machine was half…knackered and out of adjustment； along with a lukewarm cup of watery cocoa。 I crunched and sipped gloomily； then found the bedroom down the hall。 Air…conditioned of course…but the window wasn't sealed。 I opened it and sniffed the cool night air。 The moon was rising； to join the other three already up。 Made for some interesting shadows。 A leg over the windowsill； a drop into the garden…and I would be long gone before any alarm might go off。
And I would be dead in twenty…nine days。 That little drink I had drunk in prison really concentrated my attention and guaranteed my loyalty。 But could I pull this plicated operation off in that space of time？
Considering the consequences I had no choice。 I sighed tremulously； closed the window and went to bed。 It had been a very； very long day。
In the morning I had picked the lock on the control panel in the kitchen and was busy rewiring it when Admiral Benbow came in。
〃May I inquire politely just what the hell you are doing？〃
〃Obviously trying to get this crook device to produce something other than stale cheese sandwiches。 There！〃
I slammed the panel shut and punched in a mand。 A cup of steaming coffee instantly appeared。 Followed by a porcuswinewich； steaming and juicy。 The Admiral nodded。
〃I'll take this one…