Kusu was gripping Varlik's shoulder. Varlik glanced down at the recorder and camera. 11 Hyperspace is not actually a space. The evening before, the man had gotten visibly drunk for thefirst time on the trip, and it had taken a lot to do it.
A sergeant, the president's secretary, sat at the shortwaveradio. He got up, went to a bookshelf, and took down a folio-sizedvolume. Usu scanned it and smiled. All he could see on the otherside was debris and a T'swa body.
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