Destiny Deferred

Начало книги

Sevridge sat down without waiting to be asked. “Three days I wait to see you, Blount. How important can you get?”

Blount’s side-of-beef face was impassive. He looked at Sevridge from under up-curled grey eyebrows with little eyes like a shoemaker’s tools. “You suffer. You kill me.”

“I want to see the plan, Blount. Aren’t you dizzy sitting on the top rung of the ladder? Maybe you forgot that three years ago we were drawing the same pay for the same dirty work, and when you did the cooking, it stank.”

“Don’t get shirty, Sevridge. You can be replaced.”

“I want to see the plan for R eighty-eight. I may have something to say about it.”

Blount sighed. “Habilitation Service is not paying you for anything you have to say, Bob. You draw your pay for making the surveys, organizing the equipment and making the planet fit the plan.”

“Let’s see the plan, Blount. And don’t try to bluff me. You can replace me and get some kid that’ll be running back panting every time he breaks the jaws on a BX pulverizer. I capsuled all the photos and projections back here and you’ve had the seven months I was in transit to work it out. So let’s see it.”

Читать дальше →