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I need to remind the doctor of our immediate task. In my most confident voice, I say, "Let's begin the money transfer. We're ready on this end."

"I know what we're here to do, Crowchar," Dr. Sabbatine shouts. "Forgive me if I have larger problems than Her Majesty's naked greed." An unfamiliar distortion drowns out whatever Dr. Sabbatine says next. Control quivers in the long silence. Then the doctor says, "Her Majesty's assessors want 256 solidi worth of valuables this time. They see it as a final push before you come back."

"Before we come back, and we can really start the harvest, eh?" Alexius says.

"Only the Icons know what we're going to do once you're back," Dr. Sabbatine says. "And, as I said, they're staying quiet."

"Commencing transmission," Control says. She relays orders to the villagers helping with the transfer in her calm and neutral voice. They stoke the fires of the furnace. Valuables start to disappear into the rift.

Alexius paces back and forth.

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