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. Plenty of time, even if something goes wrong, which it won't."
"He's feeling lucky," Tycho observed.
Xris ignored him.
"Meanwhile, Raoul and Harry and Jamil take over the Olicien facility. Will you need access codes for the spaceplane, Harry?"
"With hyperspace drive and an XP-28, you can bet On it. The bug people won't want to chance anyone taking joyrides in that baby. XP-28--my favorite computer system." Harry rubbed his hands together in anticipation. "This is going to be a treat."
"How long to secure the facility?" Xris looked at Jamil.
"Ten minutes. Twenty if we have to search for code cards and reprogram them."
"I'll give you thirty, just in case. Meet us at the plane at Oh-nine-thirty. How long do you figure preparation for takeoff, Harry?"
"Not long. Most likely the course will already be laid into the computer. Ten minutes."
"And we've got thirty. That gives us some breathing room. Everyone ready? Then let's move out."
Xris motioned to the 'bot, who trundled up. The amount they owed flashed across its screen. Tycho entered the credit account number. The 'bot thanked them and hoped they had a wonderful day.
"We intend to," Xris told it as they left.
They climbed into the hovervan. Harry asked the computer for directions to Olicien Pest Control. A threedimensional map appeared on the screen. They drove off.
Jamil studied the layout of the facility
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