Chapter Fifteen
The Eyes Of Bel Nishani
Duvät Gok watched from the cover of his tent as Huldar stowed his bags of fuel and headed for the marquee. Who knew what he’d tell the team – and did he care?
“At one with the planet? I accept it? Bah!”
He stalked over to his desk and snatched the damning documents from under the stone. “Just because it was raining? What was he really doing in here? In my domain, my inner sanctum!”
He collapsed into the chair before the desk and laid the papers out before him. “He’s lying – I know it!” he muttered. “Snooping around! He’s an ecologist, for Breath’s sake. He’s not going to melt in a little rain.” He flicked the group of dockets with one blue-varnished fingernail and the Faythan invoice skated lose. If Huldar made free with the knowledge of his deb
