“This is a nice little office you have here. You sleep in it, don’t you? And when it moves, you move with it.” “Yes,” Al said, “we’re always prepared to take off.” The NP had almost gotten him a number of times, even though the lot could obtain orbital velocity in six minutes. The papoola had detected their approach, but not sufficiently far in advance for a comfortable escape; generally it was hurried and disorganized, with part of his inventory of jalopies being left behind. “You’re barely one jump ahead of them,” Ian mused. “And yet it doesn’t bother you. I guess it’s all in your attitude.”
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