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Updated: May 28, 2025
Three hours had passed; there had been more to learn about his quarry than he had expected. Tortha Karf was sitting behind his desk, smoking a cigarette. It seemed as though he had not moved since Verkan Vall had left him, though the special agent knew that he had dined, attended several conferences, and done many other things. "I checked up on your hitchhiker, Vall," the chief said.
The "rigged" lie detector test had unfortunately relegated Daniel Fry, "engineer," "missile expert," "part owner of an engineering plant," and interplanetary hitchhiker to the bush league. With Adamski and Bethurum on the stage and Fry peeking out of the wings all hell broke loose.
Tortha Karf nodded, pointing to a row of booths along the far wall of the office. "Make set-up for wired transmission; I'll take it here." "Very well, sir; in fifteen minutes," a voice replied out of the communicator. Verkan Vall slid the communicator back. "By the way, sir; I had a hitchhiker, on the way back.
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