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a nice name。〃
Scott had intended to say something else； but found himself asking； 〃Why don't we call her Marlene？〃
Rook's brows knit； she knew the story of Scott's fianc閑's death。 Lancer broke in； 〃Why don't we just let her tell us when she's good and ready？〃
Rook shrugged。 〃Until then； Marlene's as good a name as any。〃
But none of that solved the map problem。 They discussed the situation again； until Lancer rose from the table。 〃I want to look into a few more things。 I'll catch up with you later。〃
They watched him go。 Rook thought； Why do I get the impression he just made a decision？ She heard a murmuring and saw that the young woman was repeating the name Marlene to herself。
Maxwell was away on more of his unnamed business； and Carla invited Lancer in； bringing him to the balcony overlooking the ballroom。 She poured some of the green tea she knew he loved； a true rarity in that part of the world nowadays； and made him sit by the grand piano Maxwell had bought her。
Carla played a soft Minmei melody； her touch much more deft than it had been two years before。
Lancer went to the open French doors； to stare at the snowcapped mountains。 〃Carla； tell me： how does Donald Maxwell make his money？〃
Her smile slipped； then was back in place。 〃You know the lyrics to this one； would you like to…〃
〃What is Donald doing that you can't talk about？〃
〃I； I can't tell you。〃
He went and held her hands down so that the music stopped on a discordant note。 〃Now listen to me： there's something terribly wrong about this map business。 Won't you tell me what it is； before somebody gets hurt？ And then we can leave this place together； Carla。 Carla； tell me！〃
She hesitated； but swayed toward him for a moment； her eyes on his； as if some greater gravity had hold of her。
〃I'll find us a place that will be much better for both of us；〃 he promised。
She stood to look across at the balcony's opposite windows； to look west。 〃Lancer； let's go that way！ To the warm sea breezes and the sunlight！ I'll make you happy there； I swear it！〃
〃I've been down there； Carla。 I'm being hunted； and so are the people with me。 And we have a job to do。 The only way out for us is over the mountains。〃
Her eyes dropped。 In a very small voice； she confessed； 〃There's no way across those mountains； Lancer。 The Invid control everything。 Everyone who tries it dies； I'm sure of that now。〃
〃Here's a copy of the map；〃 Annie said in secret…agent tones； looking around； slapping it into Scott's gloved palm。 〃The real map； the mayor's！〃
She was hitching up the pink brushed…suede rucksack she had been wearing when Scott first met her； the one that contained everything she had in the world。 Scott gaped at her。
〃I； um； borrowed it from Eddie's father and photocopied it！〃 she gushed。 〃I'm off now to Paradise with my new family。 Eddie's mother and father are so…ooo nice！ You guys make sure you follow quick； okay？ The route'll probably change again in a coupla days； because the Invid are always changing their surveillance。 Bye； Scott！ Bye； Marlene！ Bye； everyone！〃
She frolicked away； laughing giddily。
Scott； watching her go； unfolded the map slowly。 Rand and Rook and Lunk were ecstatic。 The other team members went off to see to their vehicles。
Reflex Point was suddenly much nearer。
Scott looked at the map； matching it up with a hand held display that showed aerial survey records from the memory banks of his Alpha。 It didn't take long for his face to go from elation to scowling anger。 A fake。。。
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Who will ride？
Who will fall？
Cyclone Psychos！
Deguello ballad
〃That's his business； selling fake maps；〃 Carla was telling Lancer。
〃And nobody knows because nobody es back。 Did he start the rumors about Paradise； too？〃
She gulped and nodded。 Lancer looked around him。 〃And that's what pays for all of this。 Sheer dumb； stubborn Human hope and longing。 Maxwell's going to pay…〃
He stopped as he heard an engine roar at the edge of town。 From his vantage point high up； Lancer could see over the mansion wall to the street where Annie and Eddie sat in the back of the Truman family's all…terrain truck。
Most of the cargo bed was taken up by the Trumans' good and baggage； lashed under tarps。 As the ATT pulled away； Maxwell and a half…dozen of his Lurp scouts waved。 Near them were two all…terrain jeeps。
〃Annie！〃
Lancer dashed for the door。
Armored and mounted； the team made final checks； ready to begin the pursuit。 Cycs were tested for battle…readiness； Lunk made sure that the ammo well for the Stinger autocannon mounted in his APC's prow was filled to the brim with linked ammunition。 Marlene sat next to Lunk； looking more bewildered than ever。
Scott was ripping up the map； though he already entered its directions in the displays； in order to trail the Trumans。 〃When I get my hands on Maxwell…〃
Lancer snapped； 〃There's no time to think about Maxwell now！ We've got to catch Annie before it's too late！〃
All four Cycs went into wheelies； a way of releasing energy and yet not getting too far ahead while the APC accelerated。 They streaked away toward the mountains。
Carla had watched from her vantage point in the mansion。 Now she raced down the stairs and past the three silent fighter planes； flinging herself at the door； determined to steal a car or do whatever it took to catch Lancer and go on with him or die with him。 She was determined not to be left behind ever again。
But Maxwell came through the door。 〃Hey！ What're you doing； Carla？ What've you been up to？〃
〃I told them； Donald！ I told them everything！〃
The team roared up the mountain roads； the Cyclones taking curves as only Robotech mecha could； Lunk doing his best to keep from falling behind。 〃We're in'； Mint！〃
Marlene suddenly cried out； holding her head as if she had been hit by a migraine。 〃I； I heard them。 Something。。。there's trouble！〃
Truman slowed down his all…terrain truck； adjusting his glasses； squinting at the map。 〃I can't understand it。 I can't orient this map； it doesn't make any sense。〃
His wife； a kindly woman with an open； fleshy face and hair pulled back in a black bun； looked on disheartenedly； doing her best not to distract him。
Suddenly she looked up in terror； as shadows crossed the windshield。
At the back of the cargo bed； Eddie was joking with Annie。 She understood that he regarded her as a kid sister and had decided to wait until she got to Paradise to make her move。 If a little makeup could work wonders for Yellow Dancer； she could imagine what it could do for Annie LaBelle！
Then she heard a roaring of thrusters； and bulky mecha heliographed the sun in a close pass。
〃Invid！〃 She could see four Pincer Ships； claws folded close to them while they made their attack dives。 Mr。 Truman had seen them； too； and began swerving as the first annihilation discs hit。 The all…terrain truck wove back and forth on the road； the Invid seeming to drive it almost playfully； until at last Mr。 Truman swerved sidelong into a boulder； and Annie and Eddie were thrown from the cargo bed。
A strafing Pincer chopped a line of explosions along the road； and Eddie rolled into the ditch with Annie in