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Sole Survivor td-72

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by Warren Murphy


  "Anna was a good person."

  "She was a valuable ally," Smith admitted. "But she was also a security problem for us. It would have come down to her death sooner or later."

  "That's the biz, I guess," Remo said sadly. "I won't forget her soon."

  "And I hope that Emperor Smith will not forget that it was his humble servant who finally dispatched Mr. Gordons," Chiun injected. "I would have accomplished this task many years ago, but I was formerly hampered by having to train an unruly pupil at the same time. Now that I am working for the emperor alone, I had no trouble with him."

  "I still say the brain was in the hand," Remo mumbled.

  "You would," sniffed Chiun.

  "All that matters is that Gordons is gone for good," said Smith.

  "Amen," added Remo, taking a last look at Larryland.

  Epilogue

  High over the settling dust that was Larryland, a cracked metallic element reached the apex of its climb. It was beginning the rapid descent to earth when a high wind caught it and sent it tumbling through the clouds. It glittered under the sun, helpless, aimless, and useless.

  It would have eventually fallen back to earth to dash itself to pieces on the ground if the jet plane had not come along.

  The tiny element was sucked into the port engine. In the cockpit, the pilot saw the trouble light that warned him the port engine had flamed out.

  "Oh, God," he said. Frantically he killed the switch and initiated restarting procedures.

  The engine kicked in on the third throw of the switch. "Whew!" breathed the pilot. "That was almost the last call."

  "Definitely," said the co-pilot. "I wouldn't want to make an emergency landing way out here. Not with the Man himself on board."

  "Odd, I thought I felt the controls move by themselves," said the pilot.

  "Nerves," said the copilot dismissively.

  "Probably," agreed the pilot, gripping the controls more tightly. The momentary resistance seemed to go away. Laughing self-consciously, the pilot radioed for landing instructions.

  "This is Air Force One," he told the tower, "requesting permission to land. Over."

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