Character Spotlight — Granger

Char­ac­ter Spot­light – Granger
Old sol­dier and right-hand man to Mor­ris Mason, and men­tor to Gen Miller

Moon deputy hard sci­ence fic­tion from the trails around Con­rad Station.

He does not walk the trails. The first time Con­rad Sta­tion has him in the room, he is already on Doc Keller’s table, and the water in his lungs is salt. Gen Miller knows the face from a phone pho­to in a crawler and says the name before any­one else at the sta­tion can attach a job to it. Granger. Not a deputy. Not a prospec­tor. The man who hired her deliv­ered as a state­ment into her office.

Who They Are

Granger is Mor­ris Mason’s per­son­al secu­ri­ty, and lat­er the head of it. He will not say whether the name is a first name or a last. He wastes no move­ment. No flour­ish, no shift in the chair for com­fort, a pierc­ing stare that does not belong to the man who caused Gen’s mood and does not apol­o­gize for sit­ting in it. On the Earth side he comes in out of a Penn­syl­va­nia win­ter with the coat still stick­ing to the glass, shakes the rain off in the air­lock of a run­down post-Yel­low­stone guard desk, and points at the emp­ty seat. The build­ing has seen bet­ter days. He has not come to talk about the building.

The pres­sure on him is Mason’s, and he knows the dif­fer­ence between the hall­way and the room. Alone with Gen, he is direct. Papers go on the table in a hap­haz­ard stack, then get arranged and rearranged, because some­one else cares how they will look and he is will­ing to do the work of that some­one else. When Mor­ris enters, the lan­guage changes. Less direct. Hedged. Ver­bal gym­nas­tics enough to please the boss with­out quite drop­ping the thing the boss does not want to hear. Mer­ce­nar­ies are the pri­ma­ry con­cern. Prospec­tors, Granger thinks, are not only a dis­trac­tion. Mor­ris calls that opti­mistic. Granger says, “Yes, sir,” and does not let the oth­er con­cern die.

The rule is sim­ple enough to sur­vive a locked room. He works for Mason. He tells Gen the parts Mason will not put in a week­ly list. Who is mov­ing through Con­rad? Who Milt is. When the sta­tion has stopped being safe. He enjoys the job. He says so, once, at a guard desk, and does not dec­o­rate it.

Across the Sequence

In The Luna­dyne Inci­dent and Oth­er Sto­ries, he is not on stage. Lat­er, he will open the file on the strike, the Coal Co mer­ce­nar­ies, the sher­iff who remains a hero, and the sta­tion that some­one might mis­take for a deputy who was not there. A read­er who wants the man before the file can find him on the site, not in the col­lec­tion. The Sol­dier puts a dis­charged Army man named Stan­ley Granger at a Grey­hound sta­tion in the haze after Yel­low­stone, no rank left, a duf­fle on the ground, an eigh­teen-inch piece of pipe tak­en off a drunk before Mor­ris Mason has a dri­ver. The nov­els nev­er give Gen that first name. They do not need to. By the time she meets him, Yel­low­stone is already the weath­er, and he is already the man who does not explain how he came to stand at Mason’s shoulder.

In Thun­der Moon Tus­sle, he is a shad­ow with one pass through the hab. Gen has been Mason’s deputy for three years, fil­ing the week­ly list of who arrived. The list was accept­able. Then it was not. Granger pass­es her near the bar. They are on to her. Get out while you can. Nils hears that, lat­er, as a veiled threat, and he is not wrong to hear it that way. Mason’s own word had been to lie low, with no sug­ges­tion of how. Two mes­sages. Two days. No third. The oth­er thing Granger has already put in her keep­ing, a cou­ple of years back, is the name under the name. Mil­ton John­son is Mor­ris Mason’s younger broth­er. He thought she should know, because Milt fre­quent­ed Con­rad, and the broth­ers did not keep a polite rela­tion­ship. Nils does not know it until a crawler and a death make the with­hold­ing worse than the telling.

In Mask of the Joy­ful Moon the shad­ow gets a body, and the hir­ing gets a chap­ter. Y+29. S‑K and D, eleventh floor, the office that is always locked and gets no vis­i­tors. He has noticed the inves­ti­gat­ing, and he has noticed Uncle Jay. The offer is a secu­ri­ty job that is also a deputy’s job: some law and order at Con­rad, a mon­i­tor on the prospec­tors, and a count of the mer­ce­nar­ies who have moved through since the strike. Eleven, by his num­ber. Three known to have left. The sher­iff was already use­less in the role. Prove the rest are gone. Mor­ris adds the son — Mark, aspi­ra­tions ahead of rea­son, a board already turned once. Granger had warned her about that, too. The clos­er, before any of them are on the regolith, is his. Have you ever been to the Moon?

Y+33, the sta­tion answers a dif­fer­ent ques­tion. Doc has salt­wa­ter in the lungs and no the­o­ry for a drown­ing. Del has a corpse in the deputy’s office and a dis­ap­pear­ance he has already tied to it, with­out a name. Gen has the name, and the wrong physics. Nobody drowns in sea­wa­ter at Con­rad Sta­tion. Some­body held him, or held him under, and some­body spent the freight to put him where she would have to look. A few days after she van­ished. He had told her to bail, say­ing that he would sort the thugs and they would sync lat­er. They do not sync. Nils had him on the list of peo­ple who might have tried to kill them. Gen’s answer is the one she will not hedge: she trusts Granger more than she dis­trusts Mor­ris Mason. He did not know where she went.

The Longer Shadow

What Gen inher­its is not a badge. Del still has the badge. She inher­its the habit of the week­ly list, the file on who moves through a sta­tion when back­up is three days out, and the dis­tinc­tion Granger kept mak­ing after Mason had waved it off. Mer­ce­nar­ies are the threat the boss will say out loud. Prospec­tors and the broth­er who drank with them are the prob­lem that does not fit the brief. She also inher­its the warn­ing with­out the method. Get out. He does not say how. Nils is the how. That is not a romance in Granger’s plan. It is what a deputy does when the man who was sup­posed to sync up is already salt­wa­ter and a photograph.

Doc inher­its a body that does not belong to the station’s water. Del inher­its a mur­der he can see and can­not name until the deputy comes back. Nils inher­its a boss he nev­er met, who knew what Milt was and told the one per­son on the sta­tion who would lat­er have to say it in a crawler. Mark inher­its an emp­tied chair at his father’s shoul­der. The Ranger report Granger put in Gen’s hands — Nin­ja Cranston, Coal Co, the eve of a fight the strike did not start — does not close because the man who hand­ed it over is dead. A file is a kind of com­pa­ny. It keeps walk­ing after the sol­dier stops.

He nev­er gives her a first name. He nev­er walks an EVA with her. Regard­less, he arranges the papers.

Who holds a man like that under long enough, and who pays to ship the proof to a deputy’s office on the Moon?

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Fur­ther Reading

• The Luna­dyne Inci­dent and Oth­er Stories
• Thun­der Moon Tussle
• Mask of the Joy­ful Moon
• Relat­ed site posts: The Sol­dier, Char­ac­ter Spot­light – Deputy Genevieve Miller, Char­ac­ter Spot­light – Sher­iff Del Ander­son, Char­ac­ter Spot­light – Doc Keller, The Three-Day Lag

The Joy­ful Moon is still watching…
and the sto­ries are still being told.
— Torn MacAlester
Still rid­ing the trails with Nils, Gen, and the whole Fab­u­lae Lunae crew
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