16 Chapters
George was at the controls of the ship. As his hand hovered at the firing stud, he heard someone enter behind him. He turned. It was the starman. His hair was matted with blood. There was a wild, reb…
Herb had regained consciousness. Herb shot, and flame leaped toward the Oligarch. The room roared with the explosion. George jerked back, and in mid-motion, something caught him low in his chest, on …
Herb thought first of the bomb site. The chill desert night would be fresh upon it. Overhead, the pale moon would ride toward the terrible Apocalypse of dawn—if Bud waited until then to make his phon…
Less than five minutes later, they were stationary. The slowing lifts purred and the landing ladder hissed down. Herb and Norma were upon it. "About a—five hundred yards," Herb said. "…
The new buildings pressed against the new sidewalks. The streets were empty except for their car and a turret-like Mobile Sweeper whose gutter broom whispered against the curb. A light here and there…
Bud, drained of color, cried "Hurry that call, operator!" His gun was on the door when Norma filled it. "Stop, Bud!" His eyes dulled. Conflicting emotions ran jagged edges over hi…