Psychlone by Greg Bear

Author:Greg Bear
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: High Tech, Revenge, General, Science Fiction, Scientists, Fiction
ISBN: 9781596873353
Publisher: ibooks
Published: 2009-02-25T21:05:37.310000+00:00

The eyes You squealing asshole." A large, gnarled hand grabbed his arm, nearly lifting him off his feet. It was a tall, stocky old man in gray

(113 of 217) Psychlone overalls. What's the matter with you, kid?"

Let me go, Tim said slowly, looking directly into the man's tired green eyes. He tried to kick him but the old man hefted him away just in time to leave his foot flailing. He's crazy! Archie said. He just went nuts!" Where do you live?" I know where he lives, Archie said. I'm going to call the cops and have them take you home right now." I'll kill you, Tim said. I'll make your skin fall off and your guts hang out. They'll get even for what you

did. What all of you did." Who's that, kid? The old man's nostrils were flaring. You, he said to Archie, go over to the

superintendent's booththe equipment placeand have him call the cops. Tell him where this boy lives, too." Sure. Archie ran off. If you were a grownup, I'd beat the shit out of you for what you just said to me, the old man told Tim.

If I were your dad, I'd take a cane to you and raise welts all over." Tim, deep inside, thought, This man is as nuts as the rest of them. Make them angry and they turn into animals.

The old man shook him by the arm until his joints popped. Tim screamed and the man let him down. Then his foot had opportunity to connect. The old man clutched his knee and groaned, going over backward. Tim picked himself off the ground, where he had fallen from the force of his kick, and ran. He would find the bus, he would go to the bus station. He had to get to Lorobu. He was sick. He'd hurt somebody if he didn't.

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

Prohaska and Fowler toasted each other with cups of coffee in the restaurant booth. Fowler took a napkin from the dispenser and a felt pen from his pocket and began a list of priorities. (114 of 217) Psychlone One, he wrote. Dorothy's bugged. Mollify her. We survived, at least, Prohaska said. I'm not so sure I did, Fowler said. I left quite a few shattered personas in that cabin. How can I go back

to designing and marketing computers after that? It would be anticlimactic." There's a story in it somewhere, but I'm damned if I can find the angle." You mean, who's going to believe us." Exactly. My station doesn't go for this sort of thing at all. I could sell a half dozen stories to the grocery

store tabloids, but what good would it do? That kind of exposure only makes acceptance more difficult." So?" Prohaska shrugged. I still can't back away from it. There's something here that cries out to be

investigated. You have a scientific bentdoesn't it interest you?" Yes, but I've fulfilled my obligation. I've shown that Jordan didn't kill Henrythat he was forced." And who will believe

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