In the future, we may discover new planets; our ships may rocket to new worlds; robots may be smarter than people. But we'll still have slick characters willing and able to turn a fast buck--even though they have to be smarter than Einstein to do it.
t he was being closely followed. Excellent!
Inside the terminal, he went directly to the baggage lockers. He found one that was empty, inserted a coin, and opened it. From his pouch, he took a plastic box, put it in the locker, switched on the lock with his key, and strolled away.
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He glanced again at his detector. He was no longer being followed by the same man; another had taken up the trail. It figured; it figured.
He went straight to the Hotel Gandyll, making sure that his tail didn't lose him. Not until they were in the lobby did he make any attempt to shake the man who was following him. He went into the bar, ordered a drink, and took a sip. He left his change and the drink on the bar and headed out the door in the direction of the men's room. Whoever was following him wouldn't realize for a minute or two that he was leaving for good. A man doesn't usually leave change and an unfinished drink in a bar.
Drake took the lift tube up to his room, attended to some
Pretty good characterization, an interesting plot, and a little bit of a twist at the end. A little bit simplistic, and way too short - but a good read anyway.
A master criminal arrives on the planet Thizar to steal a necklace from a drug-dealing aristocrat during a royal coronation.
An entertaining little crime yarn, but not high art nor packed with profound ideas.
If you like the Saint stories by Leslie Charteris, you'll want to read this story by Randall Garrett. He does a good job of re-locating the saintly swashbuckler on another planet. We may be in outer space, but there are still jewels to be stolen and gangsters to be told off.