Shadow of the Hegemon, the - Book 2 (Ender)

wrong horse," said Petra. "It wasn't a message, and therefore however they got the news it must have come from one of the other guys."
    Achilles only laughed. "You're a stubborn liar, aren't you?"
    "I'm not lying when I tell you that if I have to keep riding with these corpses in this compartment, I'm going to get sick.".
    He smiled. "Vomit away."
    "So your pathology includes a weird need to hang around with the dead," said Petra. "You'd better be careful-you know where that leads. First you'll start dating them, and then one day you'll bring a dead person home to meet your mother and father. Oops. I forgot, you're an orphan."
    "So I brought them to show you."
    "Why did you wait so long to shoot them?" asked Petra.
    "I wanted it set up just right. So I could shoot the one while he was standing in the doorway. So his body would block any returning fire from the other guy. And besides, I was also enjoying the way you took them apart. You know, arguing with them like you did. Sounded like you hate shrinks almost as much as I do. And you were never even committed to a mental institution. I would have applauded several of your best bon mots, only I might have been overheard."
    "Who's driving this van?" asked Petra, ignoring his flattery.
    "Not me," said Achilles. "Are you?"
    "How long are you planning to keep me imprisoned?" asked Petra.
    "As long as it takes."
    "As long as it takes to do what?"."
    "Conquer the world together, you and 1. Isn't that romantic? Or, well, it will be romantic, when it happens."
    "It will never be romantic," said Petra. "Nor will I help you conquer your dandruff problem, let alone the world."
    "Oh, you'll cooperate," said Achilles. "I'll kill the other members of Ender's jeesh, one by one, until you give in."
    "You don't have them," said Petra. "And you don't know where they are. They're safe from you."
    Achilles grinned mock-sheepishly. "There's just no fooling Genius Girl, is there? But, you see, they're bound to surface somewhere, and when they do, they'll die. I don't forget."
    "That's one way to conquer the world," said Petra. "Kill every body one by one until you're the only one left."
    "Your first job," said Achilles, "is to decode that message you sent out."
    "What message?"
    Achilles picked up his gun and pointed it at her
    "Kill me and you'll always wonder if I really sent out a message at all," said Petra.
    "But at least I won't have to listen to your smug voice lying to me," said Achilles. "That would almost be a consolation."
    "You seem to be forgetting that I wasn't a volunteer on this expedition. If you don't like listening to me, let me go."
    "You're so sure of yourself," said Achilles. "But I know you better than you know yourself."
    "And what is it you think you know about me?" asked Petra.
    "I know that you'll eventually give in and help me,"
    "Well, I know you better than you know yourself, too," said Petra.
    "Oh, really?"
    "I know that eventually you'll kill me. Because you always do. So let's just skip all the boring stuff in between. Kill me now. End the suspense."
    "No," said Achilles. "Things like that are much better as a surprise. Don't you think? At least, that's the way God always did it."
    "Why am I even talking to you?" asked Petra.
    "Because you're so lonely after being in solitary for all these months that you'd do anything for human company. Even talk to me/"
    She hated that he was probably right. "Human company apparently you're under the delusion that you qualify."
    "Oh, you're mean," said Achilles, laughing. "Look, I'm bleeding."
    "You've got blood on your hands, all right."
    "And you've got it all over your face," said Achilles. "Come on, it'll be fun."
    "And here I thought nothing would ever be more tedious than solitary confinement."
    "You're the best, Petra," said Achilles. "Except for one."
    "Bean," said Petra.
    "Ender," said Achilles. "Bean is nothing. Bean is dead."
    Petra said nothing.
    Achilles looked at her searchingly. "No smart remarks?"
    "Bean is dead and you're alive," said Petra. "There's no justice."
    The van slowed down and stopped.
    "There," said Achilles. "Our lively conversation made the time fly by."
    Fly. She heard an airplane overhead. Landing or taking off?
    "Where are we flying?" she asked.
    "Who says we're flying anywhere?"
    "I think we're flying out of the country," said Petra, speaking the ideas as they came to her. "I think you realized that you were going to lose your cushy job here in Russia, and you're sneaking out of the