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e worried, Babe, and everything's going so smoothly. Why?" "Too smoothly altogether. That's why. 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. "It'd be suicide ... and with no motive ... _could_ they, Ted, possibly?" Jones' dark face did not lighten. "They could, and I'm very much afraid they intend to. As a crew-chief, Newman is a jack-leg engineer and a very good practical 'troncist; and if he's what I _think_ he is----" He paused. "Could be," Deston said, doubtfully. "In with a mob of normal-space pirate-smugglers. I'll buy that, but there wouldn't be enough plunder to----" "Just a sec. So he's a pretty good rule-of-thumb astrogator, too, and we're computing every element of the flight. As for motive--salvage. With either of us alive, none. With both of us dead, can you guess within ten million bucks of how much they'll collect?" "_Blockhead_!" Deston slapped himself on the forehead. "I never even _thought_ of that angle. That nails it down solid." "With the added attraction," Jones went on, coldly and steadily, "of having two extremely desirable female women for eleven months before killing them, too." Both girls shrank visibly, and Deston said: "Check. I thought that was the main feature, but it didn't add up. This does. Now, how will they figure the battle? Both of us at once, of----" "Why?" Barbara asked. "I'd think they'd waylay you, one at a time." "Uh-uh. The survivor would lock the ship in null-G and it'd be like shooting fish in a barrel. Since we're almost never together on duty ... and it won't come until after we've finished the computations ... they'll think up a good reason for _everybody_ to be together, and that itself will be the tip-off. Ferdy will probably draw on me----" "And he'll kill you," Jones said, flatly. "So I think I'll blow his brains out tomorrow morning on sight." "And get killed yourself? No ... much better to use their own trap----" "We _can't_! Fast as you are, you aren't in _his_ class. He's a professional--probably one of the fastest guns in space." "Yes, but ... I've got a ... I mean I think I can----" Bernice, gr
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