Fred looked over at Feo, who stood resplendent in his tuxedo, the real Feodor Luzhkov, looking eerily like the mutaclone who, on stage one week ago with an entire galaxy watching, had tacitly admitted to engineering the replacement of Ukraine"s top leaders with bawdy doubles.
Feo certainly deserves to be awarded the Medal of Valor, Fred told himself.
This time, though, the ceremony was private, held in the Entertainment Pavilion on the palace grounds, where Premier Colima Satsanova had been assassinated, where she was now interred, Pavilion Hill now her crypt.
Along one wall, the Premier"s life was depicted in mural, and at its center was a simple sconce where her ashes were interred, beside it a life-size statue in bronze.
Earlier, Kate had stood before the statue of her mother in sil
