Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
By EMMETT McDOWELL Death was Jaro Moynahan's stock in trade, and every planet had known his touch. But now, on Mercury, he was selling his guns into the weirdest of all his exploits—gambling his life ribald ditty, a favorite of the planters and miners, the space pilots men and women sitting at the tables drank heavily of Latonka, the pale green wine of Mercury. Only the native waiters, the enigmatic, yellow-eyed Mercurians, seemed unaffected by the heat. They didn't sweat at all. "Here's to the revolution," he said. His low voice carried an odd, compelling note. His eyes, light blue and amused, were pale against his "No! Mercury is not ready for freedom. Only a handful of fanatics are engineering the revolution. The real Mercurian patriots are against it, but they are afraid to protest. You've got to believe me. The them. We haven't but a handful of troops." Jaro Moynahan wiped the sweat from his forehead with a fine duraweb The girl ignored the interruption. "There is one man he is the leader, the very soul of the revolution. The Mercurians worship him. They will do whatever he says. Without him they would be lost. He is the rebel, Karfial Hodes. I am to offer you ten thousand Earth notes to kill Karfial Hodes." I'm telling the truth. We can't find him. That's why we called you. You've got to find him, Jaro. He's stirring up all Mercury." "Who's putting up the money?" "I can't tell you." "Ah," said Jaro Moynahan He wondered who was putting up the ten thousand Earth notes? Who stood to lose most in case of a revolution? The answer seemed obvious enough. Who, but Albert Peet. Peet controlled the Latonka trade for which there was a tremendous demand throughout the Universe. reputation of being able to take care of herself. He beckoned a waiter, paid his bill. As the Mercurian started to leave, in the dark as any alley-prowling cat. For centuries they had lived most their lives beneath ground to escape the terrible rays of the sun. Only at night did they emerge to work their fields and ply their trades. He peeled off a bill, put it in the waiter's hands. The Mercurian glanced at the bill, then back at the Earthman. There was no expression in his yellow eyes. "She and the man, the queer white one who plays the piano, slipped out engineered it in the dark and the Mercurians were a clannish lot. either side: buildings with walls four feet thick to keep out the heat of the sun. Beneath his feet, he knew, stretched a labyrinth of rooms and passages. Somewhere in those rat-runs was Karfial Hodes, the revolutionist, and the girl. interest. He had, he supposed, killed rather a lot of men. He had fought in was little doubt but that he had killed quite a number of men. But this business of hunting a man through the rat-runs beneath the city was out of his line. Furthermore, there was something phony about the entire set up. The Mercurians, he knew, had been agitating for freedom for years. Why, at this time when the Earth Congress was about to grant them Mr. Peet licked his lips again. "I have come, Mr. Moynahan, on a matter matter. I preferred to remain behind the scenes, but the disappearance Mr. Peet licked his lips. "But you will, surely you will. Unless Karfial Hodes is stopped immediately there will be a bloody uprising all over the planet during the Festival of the Rains. Earth doesn't "Then I was right it is you who are putting up the ten thousand Earth notes." "Not entirely," said Peet uncomfortably. "There are many of us here, Mercurians as well as Earthmen, who recognize the danger. We have—ah—pooled our resources." "But you stand to lose most in case of a successful revolution?" is—ah—lucrative." Jaro Moynahan lit a cigarette, sat down on the edge of the bed. "Why beat about the bush," he asked with a sudden grin. "Mr. Peet, you've gained control of the Latonka trade. Other Earthmen are in control of the mines and the northern plantations. Together you form perhaps the strongest combine the Universe has ever seen. You actually run blocking it. You are, perhaps, the most cordially-hated group anywhere. Mr. Peet took out a handkerchief and mopped his forehead. "Fifteen Mr. Peet shook his head. "No. Karfial Hodes' men abducted her." white suit was blotched with sweat and dirt. "They told me Mr. Peet was here," he said. "It's for you," said Jaro over his shoulder. Mr. Peet came to the door. "Hello, Stanley. I thought Hodes had you? "I got away. Look, Mr. Peet, I got to see you alone." Albert Peet said, "Would you excuse me, Mr. Moynahan?" He licked his none, but the clerk had seen Mr. Peet with a young fellow take the railed off from the rest of the office. The door into Albert Peet's clearly he heard Albert Peet say in a high girlish tone: "What's happened?" cried Albert Peet in distress. "What's wrong with "But how badly?" Peet was wringing his hands. "Stanley," said Mr. Peet. "You're bleeding all over my carpet. Why Jaro's attention. "There's been an—ah—accident," said Mr. Peet, and he licked his lips. aren't telepathic, honey." Mr. Peet regarded Jaro Moynahan with distress. that—ah—a little extreme? I'm afraid it might incapacitate him, and I had a job for him." take them, Mr. Peet. Frankly, they give me the creeps. They might go Mr. Peet accepted the guns gingerly. He held them as if they might Mr. Peet came back into the room. "Goodbye, Miss Webb," said Mr. Peet firmly. notes?" "That's fair enough," replied Jaro. Albert Peet sighed. "I have the check made out." "Only," continued Jaro coldly, "I'm not ready to be bought off. I think Mr. Peet's face fell. "You won't reconsider?" "You've killed him," said Peet. "If I were you, Mr. Moynahan, I would his handkerchief. Whatever was going on, these boys played for keeps. "But the police!" she cried, as she caught her breath. "There'll never be an investigation. Albert Peet will see to that. I was called here on what I supposed was a legitimate revolution. Instead I was offered ten thousand Earth notes to assassinate the leader of the revolution." "What revolution? I'm going around in circles." "The Mercurians, of course." "I don't believe it," said the girl. "The Mercurians are the most peaceable people in the Universe. They've been agitating for freedom, yes. But they believe in passive resistance. I don't believe you could induce a Mercurian to kill, even in self-protection. That's why Albert Peet and the rest of the combine had such an easy time gaining control "Score one," breathed Jaro, "I begin to see light. Miss Webb—ah, Joan—I've a notion that we're going to be a great team. How do you happen to be Albert Peet's private secretary?" "A gal's gotta eat. But the truth is, I was quitting. The Latonka Trust is almost on the rocks. Their stock has been dropping like a meteor." Jaro Moynahan raised his oblique brows but did not interrupt. "Albert Peet," she continued, "has been trying to sell out but nobody will touch the stock, not since it looks as if the Earth Congress is going to grant the Mercurians their freedom. Everybody knows that the

<question>:
What does Peet seem to care about the most?

<options>:
A keeping all of his power and money
B the safety of all citizens on Mercury
C getting off of Mercury
D the people that work for him

<answer>:

A