The Destroyer - 18 - The Destroyer 018 - Funny Money by Warren Murphy & Richard Sapir

Author:Warren Murphy & Richard Sapir [Murphy, Warren & Sapir, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Pulp Action
Publisher: PINNACLE BOOKS
Published: 2010-03-19T14:53:04+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

"We attack," said Chiun, and Remo shrugged in confusion for he saw no enemy, as he had seen no enemy when they had left St. Thomas and Chiun had said "We attack," as he had seen no enemy in the NASA Space Center in Houston when Chiun had said "We attack," as he had seen no enemy when the office of public relations at NASA had said:

The research on the creativity component has pretty well been given up because of cutbacks in the program. It's now non-operative."

"Aha," Chiun had said.

"Does that mean it's closed down?" Remo asked.

"Pretty much," said the public relations man.

"We understood you the first time," Chiun said.

"Horsefeathers," said Remo. According to a brochure on unmanned space flight that they got from the public relations man, the component they sought had been developed in Cheyenne, Wyoming, and by the time their plane had landed, both Remo and Chiun were exhausted from the pressures of flight upon systems more finely tuned and more sensitive than the average person's.

The Wilkins Laboratory, as it was called, was a three-story building, rising from a flat grassy plain, as though someone had stuck an isolated box on a bare floor. It was dusk when Remo and Chiun arrived: all three floors of the laboratory were lit.

"Doesn't look like there's been any cutback here," said Remo.

"We attack," said Chiun.

"What the hell do we attack? First you want to run, then after Mr. Gordons comes after us, you want to attack and I don't see what we're attacking."

"His weakness. He gave us his weakness."

"I already saw his weakness. He moves funny. If I hadn't thought that was him in the water in Magen's Bay, I could have gotten him back in St. Thomas. He decoyed me."

"Wrong," said Chiun. "He bracketed us. To find out what is, he found out what wasn't. Neither metal, nor fire, nor water worked against us. He found this out without risk to himself. But in his arrogance, he told us that he would not leave us alone, so we must attack."

"But you said a future generation, and only when they knew Mr. Gordons's flaws."

"We are that generation. He told me on the cliffs. He lacks creativity. Now this is a place that designs machines for creativity. Mr. Gordons knew about it. That is why he wanted that thingamajig you gave him at the airport in that dirty city. Now we are here. And we attack. You will, of course, take care of the details."

"Well, how are we going to get an attack out of creativity?"

"I do not know machines," said Chiun. "I am not Japanese or white. That's your job. All whites know machines."

"All Orientals don't know Sinanju; why should all whites know machines? I don't know anything about machines."

"Then ask someone. You will learn it quickly."

"I can maybe change a sparkplug, Little Father."

"See. I told you. You know machines. All whites know machines. You fixed the machine with the offensive drama."

"That was just threading a movie projector reel."

"And it will be just figuring out an attack that uses a machines that makes creativity.

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