Carol: "Local cops, Vienna police SWAT team, I guess." George: Well, I suppose they learned up on how to do it. Carol: "The Austrians? Who'd they learn it from?" George: Somebody who knows how, I guess.
We execute in five minutes.
Roger that, we party in five.
[...] What neighbors? Popov thought again. They could see the roofs of farmhouses and buildings not ten kilometers away, well lit by the morning sun. What did they mean, what neighbors? They spoke of a radiant future with wild animals everywhere, but not of people. Did they plan to purchase all the nearby farms? Even Horizon Corporation didn't have that much money, did it? This was a settled, civilized area. The farms nearby were large prosperous ones owned by people of comfortable private means. Where would they go? Why would they leave? And yet again, the question leaped into Popov's mind. What is this all about?
How did you find my name? Who told you?
Sergey Nikolay'ch and I are old friends."
Ah," Popov managed to observe without fainting. His own agency had betrayed him? Was that possible? Then it was as if Clark had read his mind.
Here," John said, handing over the sheaf of photocopies. Your evaluations are pretty good."
Not good enough," Popov replied, failing to recover from the shock of viewing items from a file that he had never seen before.
John Clark: Everybody who can move and shoot, son.
What kind of trees?" a third asked.
The kind somebody can hide behind and shoot your ass from! a more serious voice pointed out.
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