The Status Civilization

Joe stared at him. "Are you out of your mind?" "No. I found the man who actually did it. He's a Second Class Resident named Illiardi." "Why spread it around?" Joe asked. "No sense in losing credit for the kill." "I didn't murder the man," Barrent said. "I want you to tell Moera. Will you?" "I'll tell her," Joe said. "If I can locate her. Look, will you remember what I've said? Maybe you still have time to do something about it. Go to Black Mass or something. It might help." "Maybe I'll do that," Barrent said. "You'll be sure to tell her?" "I'll tell her," Joe said. He left the Antidote Shop shaking his head sadly. Chapter Fifteen Three days later, Barrent received a visit from a tall, dignified man who stood as rigidly erect as the ceremonial sword that hung by his side. The old man wore a high-collared coat, black pants, and gleaming black boots. From his clothing, Barrent knew he was a high government official. "The government of Omega sends you greetings," said the official. "I am Norins Jay, Sub-Minister of Games. I am here, as required by law, to inform you personally of your good fortune." Barrent nodded warily and invited the old man into his apartment. But Jay, erect and proper, preferred to stay in the store. "The yearly Lottery drawing was held last night," Jay said. "You, Citizen Barrent, are one of the prize winners. I congratulate you." "What is the prize?" Barrent asked. He had heard of the yearly Lottery, but had only a vague idea of its significance.