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Detective Marisol Achebe

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A young Black woman with locs tied back, in a plain grey work jacket with a small white tab bearing one black stroke on the lapel, sits on stacked paper sacks of flour in a warm, tidy dry-stores room, hands loosely clasped, watching a blank pale wall panel to her left. A brown rabbit sits upright on the floor beside her, facing the same wall, where a patch of warm light falls low from an unseen source.

Marisol Achebe is one of the three junior detectives on Superintendent Rasa Oyelaran's roster at Eden Space Habitat, all recently posted, all reporting through Detective Senior Sergeant Halvard Osei rather than to Oyelaran directly. The roster note beside the three names says that none has a case worth remembering yet. It is still true by every metric the bureau keeps. The record keeps one anyway.

She is also, on the station's small-livestock allowance, the registered keeper of a rabbit — pet (rabbit), one — which is the most accurate line in any animal file on Eden, and the only line in hers that is not about work.

The Warm Patch

Her first case of her own came down through the Senior Sergeant in the spring of 2827 UCSD with the annotation suitable for development, which is how a bureau says boring to somebody it is being kind to: a dry-stores discrepancy in the Deck 7 galley. Flour, oil, root vegetables, four kilograms a week. What made it hers was not the evidence but the reporting. The steward's three loss statements each asked for less than the one before — less flour, less concern, less of her time — and she did not yet have a word for a witness whose story shrinks.

She found the word at the galley table nearest the warm-air vent, where Kate Ukrainka writes in the mornings and had already been asked. The author's answer was that she does not notice events, only people; that a man who revises himself downward is not lying but protecting a somebody; and that none of it was evidence and she would rather it were not written down. Achebe did not write it down, and went to the dry stores instead of back to the steward.

What settled it was the rabbit. Knopka sat down against a warm patch at the foot of the flour shelving and looked at the wall, which is the whole of what she does and the only thing she has ever done reliably. Behind the panel was a proofing pantry from the refit before last, off the register the way old rooms on Eden sometimes are, and in it a warming cabinet holding two covered meals. Achebe put the panel back, sat on a sack of the flour that kept not being stolen, and waited. The story came out at end of shift, all at once and in the wrong order: a grandmother moved aboard when her old habitat closed its berths, a ration category misfiled in transit, and a family too afraid of a residency review to file the form that would have fed her.

Theft requires someone to have taken something the record says existed. The record was the crime scene, and the record was wrong. She walked the correction through the ration registry herself, checked on the way that none of it touched the manifest business the task force had ridden out of the habitat on, and closed the case in a one-page report recommending no charges, on the grounds that there was no longer anything on the station's books for a charge to be about.

Method

Her interview technique is to sit still, say nothing, and let the other party talk themselves into a decision. She learned it at home, from the best interviewer she knew; the record does not say who that was, and she has not been asked. Asked instead why she took Knopka home the week the Smart Pet programme circulated its washout list, she said the rabbit had the best interview technique of anyone she had met that month, which is the same technique, and may be the same joke.

It works on everyone except a witness walking away from the answer, which is why the flour case could not be waited out of the steward and had to be found. She has defended Knopka's experimental record — noticed lunch, every time; noticed nothing else, ever — to three colleagues as a perfect detection rate on a narrow instrument. On the evidence, she was right.

Character Notes

Oyelaran keeps a private, unfiled list of which of her three junior detectives asks the better follow-up question. The list is not in the record. Which name is on it is not either.

On her way to file the closure report she passed the evidence shelf and found the station cat sitting on the cabinet top with the settled air of an auditor closing a satisfactory year. He looked at the report, and at the rabbit in the carrier, and volunteered, as ever, nothing. What Barsik filed, and where, is not on Oyelaran's books, and Achebe has not asked.

Knopka got the better carrot. Of the two of them, only one had found anything by trying.

See also: Knopka, Superintendent Rasa Oyelaran, Kate Ukrainka, Agent Barsik, The Warm Patch.

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