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After just the right amount of holding back and objecting, Lopresto agreed. "You win, Newman, the way the cards lay. Have you ever planned this kind of an operation or do you want me to?" "You do it, Vince," Newman said, grandly. He had at least one of the qualities of a leader. "Besides, you already have, ain't you?" "Of course. Ferdy will take Deston " "No he won't! He's mine, the louse!"
Eyes locked and held, but nothing happened. "D'ya think I'm dumb? Or that them subspace Boy Scouts can be fixed? Or I don't know where the heavy grease is at? Or I can't make the approach? Why ain't you in subspace?" "I see." Lopresto forced his anger down. "But I've got to be sure we can get back without 'em." "You can be damn sure. I got to get back myself, don't I? But get one thing down solid.
How about the other three, Herc?" "With thanks to you, Barbara, for the word; slime. If Lopresto is a financier, I'm an angel, with wings and halo complete. Gangsters; hoodlums; racketeers; you'd have to open every can of concentrate aboard to find all their spare artillery." "Check. The first thing to do is " "One word first," Bernice put in.
So who will I knock out with the first chair?" "I'll answer that," Barbara said, quietly. "If it's Blaine against Babe, it'll be Lopresto against Herc. So you'll throw your chairs or whatever at that unspeakable oaf Newman." "I'd rather brain him than anyone else I know, but that would leave that gigantic gorilla to ... why, he'd ... listen, you'll simply have to go armed." "I always do."
In electronics I maybe ain't got the theory Pretty Boy has, but at building and repairing the stuff I've forgot more than he ever will know. At practical stuff, and that's all we give a whoop about, I lay over both them sissies like a Lunar dome." "Oh, yeah?" Lopresto sneered. "How come you aren't ticketed for subspace, then?" "For hell's sake, act your age!" Newman snorted in disgust.
Ferdy was of medium size; compact rather than slender; built of rawhide and spring steel. Lithe and poised, he was the epitome of leashed and controlled action. Moose was six-feet-four and weighed a good two-forty stolid, massive, solid. Ferdy and Moose; a tiger and an elephant; both owned in fee simple by Vincent Lopresto. The two at the other table had been planning for days.
Newman ought to be doing a slow burn and goldbricking all he dares; instead of which he's happy as a clam and working like a nailer ... and I wouldn't trust Vincent Lopresto or Ferdinand Blaine as far as I can throw a brick chimney by its smoke. This whole situation stinks. There's going to be shooting for sure." "But they couldn't do anything without you two!" Bernice exclaimed.
Crew-chief, normal space jobs, unlimited." "Your passengers, Herc?" "Vincent Lopresto, financier, and his two bodyguards. They were sleeping in their suits, on air-mattresses. Grounders. Don't like subspace or space, either." "Just so." The gray-haired man nodded, almost happily. "We survivors, then, absorbed the charge gradually " "But what the " Deston began. "One moment, please, young man.
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