The barn turned out to be a spaceship in disguise, and that was only the beginning. Before his strange adventure ended, young Paul Asher found himself going around in circles—very peculiar circles indeed!
he road, next to a gate that came down in the manner of one at a railroad crossing. But he knew by its black and white diagonals and by the little sentry hut half hidden behind the other car that it marked the frontier. A man with a rifle on his shoulder stood there. They drew up to it fast, but his foot automatically eased up on the floorboard pedal until the girl spoke sharply.
"Right through it, Sweetheart."
In the rear-view mirror he saw her leaning forward, her face tense.
In a moment it would be time to stop, if he were going to.
Paul Asher hesitated a moment. Then he too leaned forward, the band pressing into his chest. He was breathing heavily. There was an almost inaudible click.
He trod on the accelerator. He had a glimpse of the guard unslinging his rifle from his shoulder and of another man running toward the parked car as his vehicle smashed into the flimsy gate and sent it, cracked and splintered, to the side of the road. He fought the slight wrench of the wheel and sped on. He thought he heard a shot.
"Nice work," the girl said. She
A man discovers he is an agent for the government, which he didn't realize, then finds he's not even in the same movie that his friend saw.
A good little story that twists a couple of times before it ends.
The soul of James Bond merged with the schizophrenia of Philip K. Dick.
Initially felt like generic spy novel from the 50's. Then scene changed to something more plausible. Then returned to original premise from a different direction.
Nice read that doesn't disappoint, but also isn't as strong as it could be.