Strapp grinned but it held only gallows humor. "Jack, let’s face it. You’re using me, I’m using you. Now I got no problems with that. In my view, you’re Seattle’s problem. The Star’s problem. Maybe Fuchi’s problem. But you’re not my problem. I’m looking for people who killed the UCAS president. I don’t give a frag about corpses that were stolen from a funeral home, especially when the Star helped close the book on the whole thing with Knight Errant and kept Fuchi from getting its linens soiled. You’re using me to hopefully get Falkenhayne out of the drek she’s in, and I’m using you as bait to get to Luppas and Lanier and Fuchi. I have questions, and they better damn well have some answers."