Spade is in Garland, TX, hanging out with people he likes instead of going to Unity Con, a convention he has sworn not to attend, because it's been organized by a group, or rather two groups, of people at the heart of a major brouhaha around the Hugo Awards a few years ago. They've now decided to start a new convention, uniting fandom--and they're all sf pros, not the fans these two groups look down on as mere amateurs. It isn't just that Spade doesn't like most of these people. It's that he sees a disaster that could create problems for all convention-running fandom if they have anything to do with it.
Spade is staying away. Far away.
Then he gets a call from Paladin, who is at Unity Con.
There's been a murder.


