'These are illusions of popular history which a successful religion must promote: Evil men never prosper; only the brave deserve the fair; honesty is the best policy; actions speak louder than words; virtue always triumphs; a good deed is its own reward; any bad human can be reformed; religious talismans protect one from demon possession; only females understand the ancient mysteries; the rich are doomed to unhappiness...'
The frigate departed from the Splintered Rock almost on schedule and this time without controversy. The clearance to land in Carthag was easily obtained, with no preconditions. Almost as if the Harkonnen were delighted to have the audit team there rather than elsewhere.
It landed in a very busy spaceport, though outmatching the Arrakeen one in terms of security by a/n (un)healthy measure. The sheer amount of barricades, guard posts and walls made an incident like the one they had suffered previously very unlikely, and so their groundcars or thopters would arrive at any spot without much problem. What they would meet there was another matter.