There is no lie so totally convincing as something the other fellow already knows-for-sure is the truth. And no cover-story so convincing…
s message had been received.
Then a red gleam came into being on the control board.
"What the hell?" said the co-pilot.
The pilot swore. "I told 'em that door was weak! We've ripped the luggage door off her hinges. Feel her shake?"
The co-pilot looked grim. "Good thing it happened now instead of in mid-flight. At that speed, we'd been torn apart."
"Blown to bits, you mean," said the pilot. "Let's bring her in."
By that time, Spencer Candron was a long way below the ship, falling like a stone, a big suitcase clutched tightly in his arms. He knew that the Chinese radar was watching the jetliner, and that it had undoubtedly picked up two objects dropping from the craft--the door and one other. Candron had caught the pilot's mental signal--anything that powerful could hardly be missed--and had opened the door and leaped.
But those things didn't matter now. Without a parachute, he had flung himself from the plane toward the earth below, and his onl
Written in 1960, set in 1990. A Chinese-American physicist on the track of interstellar propulsion is kidnapped and a double substituted and killed while he is attending a conference in Peiping. An agent of a secret US spy agency with psi powers is dispatched to find and rescue the scientist.
An okay story, but almost fantasy because if the guy can do anything, where's the conflict? Even James Bond needs a rocket pack to levitate. When the hero has only one limitation--he gets tired--you might as well read a Superman comic book.
(1960) Sci-fi (Gadgets) / Espionage (Kidnapping) / Short story (Magazine story)
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