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Memorize it, and destroy it. We take every precaution we can, but I guess you can be trusted. " Zeke looked at him. " Guy said nothing to that. Zeke said, "The first impression you give is kind of ineffectual, but if you look below the surface…" Guy Thomas shrugged and came to his feet. "You can trust me," he said. " "You've got a shooter, eh? " "How'd you ever get it past those custom mopsies? " "We've got ways," Guy said shortly. Zeke saw him to the door. " The other hesitated. "Active? Thousands, tens of thousands.
In any emergency, the smallest beginning of emergency, call either or both numbers. Don't leave this building alone under any circumstances, understand? The Hippolyte and her council will interview you tomorrow. They wouldn't be at all happy if something happened so that you were unable to complete your mission. Evidently, this need for columbium is much more pressing than I had thought. " "Oh, it's so lovely to meet you," Podner Bates gushed. Guy Thomas winced perceptibly again. The other, although approximately of Guy's own weight and build, and, for that matter, dressed almost identically, projected an effeminancy that would have passed for slapstick comedy in a Greater Washington floorshow.
Some of them thrown to the floor. His tool kit had been emptied, helter skelter, on the table top where he himself had assembled his gun, earlier, from its disguised component parts. He went over each item he had brought with him from Earth, in careful memory. For a time, he could find nothing missing, but then a cold fear went through him. He sought frantically. His communicator. It wasn't actually gone. He found it, or rather its remains. Someone had obviously crushed it under heel and then kicked it under the bed, deliberately, as though in contempt.