The red carpet stretched forward across the entire room, laid along an aisle that divided it in two. Both sides seemed to be waiting areas for guests, with sofas where they could sit comfortably.
"We're here. Morning Dew Mansion, the Oak Family's fortress, where the family heads discuss Penacony's grand plans," Professor Dr. Ratio told Aventurine beside him.
"A fortress? Not a bad comparison. I dealt with the warlords of the Iyimanika Star System not long ago. Even their geosynchronous estates weren't this heavily guarded."
"It suits its owner. This house nominally belongs to Sunday." Dr. Ratio still spoke in that appraising tone. Perhaps that was an intellectual's pride?
"Without his invitation, ordinary guests would never have the chance to set foot here in their lifetimes. Take a good look while you still have a moment of freedom."
"Hey, Professor-what's that supposed to mean? Whose side are you on?" Aventurine looked at Dr. Ratio.
"Who can guarantee I won't sell you out?"
"Then let's wait and see. Once I meet that Oak Family head with his overflowing need for control, I'll have my own way of prying answers out of him."
"Follow me. I'll take you to his reception room. Don't say anything unnecessary. Leave the Family's people to me."
Dr. Ratio led Aventurine forward, and they soon encountered a guard named Hendrick. He was a Pepeshi.
The instant he saw the two approaching, he shouted, "Hey, you two! Important deliberations take place ahead. No entry without an invitation."
Dr. Ratio looked down at him and sighed. Judging by his slight frown, he was running a little short of patience with the little fellow before him.
"I've brought the suspect at Mr. Sunday's request. Dr. Ratio. He should have mentioned that name."
Hearing this, Hendrick raised his head and looked