"No, don't blow up the section. Just seal it over. If they tell anyone, we
can blow it up when they try to break in. He didn't show them the explosives
or the cameras. He did? [chitter] Don't do that again." 

Teral hated smart-alecky security chiefs. Warren security was no laughing
matter! Especially not now -- weeks after Chris's attempted rebellion, and
they were still too busy clearing corridors and nursing life support to fix
the cameras.

Especially not now, when they were going to finally let out the science 
staff. The fact was, not a single free squirrel in the warren was qualified 
to walk through the laboratory section without blowing themselves up, let
alone actually study something. The initial inventory and clean up had 
claimed six lives, with another ten missing, presumed vaporized. It was 
almost like Chris didn't want them to get along without him! [flick]

Well, they would. They certainly weren't letting HIM go.

He was putting Kralk (as the only science-type that he could even halfway
trust) in charge temporarily, until things settled down. "Are you sure you
want to put Death in charge of the labs?" one of the guards had asked.

"No," Teral said, truthfully enough, "So watch him. [flick]" As if the silver
squirrels wouldn't do that on their own anyway. "But don't let him know. Act
like you're watching the scientists." Only one mentat. Chris had never let
any of the others take the tests. And they all loved him for it. "And watch
them, too."

Now all he had to do was tell Kralk.

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Teral Acorn     Warren lader, UCirc Warren
                President, SAADB