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Book One: Dune
Thedeafone,Jessicathought,studyingthescarredface.TheBaronknowsIcouldusetheVoiceonanyotherman.
ScarfacelookedatPiter.“We’vetheboyonalitteroutside.Whatareyourorders?”
PiterspoketoJessica.“I’dthoughtofbindingyoubyathreatheldoveryourson,butIbegintoseethatwouldnothaveworked.Iletemotioncloudreason.
BadpolicyforaMentat.”Helookedatthefirstpairoftroopers,turningsothedeafonecouldreadhislips:“Takethemintothedesertasthetraitorsuggestedfortheboy.Hisplanisagoodone.Thewormswilldestroyallevidence.Theirbodiesmustneverbefound.”
“Youdon’twishtodispatchthemyourself?”Scarfaceasked.
Hereadslips,Jessicathought.
“IfollowmyBaron’sexample,”Pitersaid.“Takethemwherethetraitorsaid.”
JessicaheardtheharshMentatcontrolinPiter’svoice,thought:He,too,fearstheTruthsayer.
Pitershrugged,turned,andwentthroughthedoorway.Hehesitatedthere,andJessicathoughthemightturnbackforalastlookather,buthewentoutwithoutturning.
“Me,Iwouldn’tlikethethoughtoffacingthatTruthsayerafterthisnight’swork,”Scarfacesaid.
“Youain’tlikelyevertorunintothatoldwitch,”oneoftheothertrooperssaid.HewentaroundtoJessica’shead,bentoverher.”Itain’tgettingourworkdonestandingaroundherechattering.Takeherfeetand—”
“Why‘n’twekill’emhere?”Scarfaceasked.
“Toomessy,”thefirstonesaid.“Unlessyouwantstostrangle‘em.Me,Ilikesanicestraightforwardjob.
