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ouncer chimed. Mike narrowed his eyes and turned on his door screen, which co
Sergean
ike, thumbing the unlocker.
on the screen. Not until the officer finally pushed open the doo
id Mike, "you
," said Cowder. "W
e door to his apartment, stil
een back in
urb anything. I figured maybe your lab bo
ened?" the
ng except the details of his
s phoned me to make sure I was in the room and
think it was a J
having to call him. But if I couldn't do that, I'd aim the launcher and set it to fire by remote control. Then I'd go to the phone, cal
we can go in there now? The HCN
ners; they're still working, and the filters are efficient enough to take care of an awful l
in a few minutes, but they'll probably just confirm
er to the door, and began running it over the tape. It fe
ow where the rock
got a call a few minutes back from t
didn't work easily, but it did open. The odor of bitter almo
pire of the cathedral. "There's your launching site.
he
opped their launcher and two unfired rockets, and then tried to run for it. Result: one dead kid, one getaway. One of the cops
n an oath, except that it avoided all mention of the Dei
er. "You think you k
hat most of the damage had been restricted to glass and ceramics. The furniture had been tumbled around but not bad
all the way home from Harry's. Nothing I could lay my finger on, really. I tried to see i
f their members got picked up, so they decided to teach me a lesson. One of them must have come up here, even before I left Harry's. The other followed me, just to make sure I was really coming ho
ed squads are rounding up the whole bunch for questioning. They call thems
thing that gets me is this revenge business, though. Kid
le different. The girl you caught and the boy who got
t," Mike said. "
off. Larchmont's the name. The kids are Susan and Herbert-Sue and Bert to you. Bert's s
wall to look at his Dali. It had fallen to the floor, but it wasn'
shed figurine and looking at it. "I wonder if the s
han I'd care to think of. The mother was married before. Divorced her
d if it wasn't that, the sociologists woul
ade good grades in school, joined the Space Service, has a perfectly clean rec
t ought to be food for h
at's probably the lab boys. I told them to come over
hen Cowder identified the men
most a professional job. TNT war head, surrounded by a jacket filled with liquid HCN and a phosphate inhibitor to prevent polymerizati
"Well, the room's all yours. It
Perkins, "but we'll
on the shoulder. "I'd like
office. He opened his desk drawer and took out the littl
ber? I got to thinking that maybe this could have caused it. I think that with a little more po
ly. "Maybe the kids will go on to using something else if vibroblades don't w
You know-if you're one of the real biggies, you carry a vibro. A year from now, it mig
o his coat pocket. "Thanks again, Mr. G