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Updated: May 24, 2025
"The Khan and some Security Police heads would satisfy them." Reif's face was as frigid as the Earthman's. He said, "I am afraid not, Joseph Chessman. You are Number One. It is your statue that is in every commune square. It is your portrait that hangs in every distribution center, every messhall, every schoolroom. You are the Number One as you have so often pointed out to us.
Reif's ten-year-old son came up next to him and peered down at the map. "What's that child doing here?" Plekhanov snapped. Reif looked into the other's face. "This is Taller Second, my son. You from First Earth have never bothered to study our customs. One of them is that a Khan's son participates in all battles his father does. It is his training."
"We'd have to flee back to the Pedagogue." Reif's face was expressionless. Barry Watson looked at him. "We won't desert you, Reif, forget about that aspect of it." Reif said, "I believe you, Barry Watson. You are a ... soldier." Dick Hawkins' small biplane zoomed in, landed expertly at the knoll's foot. The occupant vaulted out and approached them at a half run.
The other Texcocans stared at his body in shocked horror. All expect Reif. Reif bent down over his father's body for a moment, and then looked up, his lips white, at Plekhanov. "He is dead." Leonid Plekhanov collected himself. "Yes." Reif's cold face was expressionless. He looked at Joe Chessman who stood stolidly to one side, gun still in hand.
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