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"Oh, knock it off. How about that heat bomb? More hype?"
"Maybe, maybe not. Not decided, just the time tick spiked. The thing is-"
Harshaw intervened. "Richard, we think now that we may be able to finish
Task Adam Selene before a heat bomb would be necessary. There are some plans. So
the heat bombing right now is in the status of Schrodinger's Cat. The outcome
depends on Task Adam Selene. And vice versa. We'll see."
"These plans- You're assuming that I'll come around."
"No. We're assuming that you won't."
"Humm... If you are assuming that I won't, why are you two bothering to
tell me all this?"
Uncle said in a tired voice, "Dickie boy, thousands and thousands of
man-hours have gone into satisfying your childish demand to have the veil lifted
from the unknown. You think we are simply going to burn the results? Sit back
down and pay attention. Mmm, stay out of Luna City and Golden Rule after June of
2188; there are warrants out for you for eight murders."
"Eight! Who?"
"Mmm, Tolliver, Enrico Schultz, Johnson, Oswald Progant, Rasmussen-"
"Rasmussen!"
"Do you know him?"
"I wore his fez for ten minutes; I never laid eyes on him."
"Let's not waste time on these murder charges. All they mean is that
someone is out to get you, both in L-City and in Golden Rule. With three
timejumping groups after you, that's not surprising
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