"...If it's thoroughly documented that it's a ruse, sure." Bloodhound met Mongrel's eyes and kept her expression neutral. "I don't like it, but I could do it. But I don't want anybody back home getting the wrong idea."
"Mongrel could write the order," Hearne said, sitting back in the passenger seat and looking at the ceiling. "I could go to ground here too, so you'd still have a channel."
Mongrel and Huntsman exchanged a look. "That could work," Huntsman said. "Especially if he isn't interested in the asset. He's a good-looking kid; it wouldn't be weird if you took an interest in him."
"It's dangerous," Bloodhound said quietly, and looked around as the other three fell silent. "It's... I don't know what it is about this kid, but I keep getting this... He puts my hackles up. He isn't afraid of us. He's dangerous and he knows it."
Mongrel considered that. "We know he regenerates, and he can shake off a tranquilizer. He's strong, but I don't know how strong. Do we know anything else about him?"
Bloodhound shook her head, then looked around to find the two hunters shaking theirs as well. "There's another thing, too. He said we're being played by a group of-- 'rich bastards,' he said --called the Age of Rebirth."
Mongrel's expression remained impassive, so Bloodhound continued: "Maybe Leadership is okay with that, but if they don't know about it... well, I'm passing it up the chain. Make of it what you will."
Mongrel nodded. "Okay. I'll follow up on that and let you know what they find. Start thinking about what you'd do if you suddenly fled the program; the more convincing you are, the better."
Bloodhound nodded.
"And Bloodhound?" added Mongrel. "We know more than we did. Good work."
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