"You'd better carry this with you from now on," the gambler said. "What for?" "They're starting to notice you now. I hear people talking. They know you're carrying cash out of the game parlors every night." Alan held the cool gray weapon, whose muzzle could spit a deadly stream of energized neutrinos, undetectable, massless, and fatal. "If I'm held up I'm supposed to use this?"
Suzanne Maillard wanted to know. "Can you convert electrons to neutrinos and then to photons in sufficient numbers, and eliminate other effects that would cause compensating atomic and molecular expansion?" Kato grinned, like a tomcat contemplating the bones of a fish he has just eaten. "Yes, I can. I have." He turned to MacLeod. "Remember those bullets I got from you?" he asked. MacLeod nodded.