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e anything to do with always get wrecked； Officer Gris？〃
I kept my voice down。 The man at the counter had his eye on me。 〃Did you or did you not deliver the message？〃
〃I didn't want to leave it with the cleaners；〃 he said nervously。 〃They didn't seem reliable。 You learn not to trust people in our line of business。 And with a threat of buckets of blood。。。〃
〃Gallons；〃 I corrected him sharply。
〃。。。 I wouldn't hand it over to the glass pany。 So I waited for her to get up。 And she did about half an hour later。〃
〃Wait a minute。 That was over four and a half hours ago！ What in the name of Hells detained you？〃
〃Gently； gently；〃 he said anxiously。 He leaned forward。 〃Those two little girls over there and the proprietor are watching。 You're talking Voltarian。〃
〃Raht； I have a gun in my pocket。 It is pointed straight at your stomach under this table； Raht。 If you don't tell me what happened； Raht； I am going to pull the trigger； Raht。〃
That got to him。 〃I bet you would；〃 he said。 〃And cops would instantly be all over the place。〃 He gave me a glaring look。 But he got down to business。 〃So she got up。 She was wearing a housecoat that was pretty wrinkled and she didn't seem to be bothering to keep it closed。 She sure is built。 Breasts nice and firm。 Brown pubic hair。 Nice legs。。。〃
I made a threatening gesture with my hand in my pocket。
He got on very hurriedly。 〃She looked at the cleaning…service people and said； 'It must be Saturday。' Then she looked at the glaziers that were fixing the window and said； 'That's nice of the owner。 It's been drafty。。。。'〃
〃The letter； Raht；〃 I snarled。
〃。。。 and then she saw me standing there and she said； 'Oh； an early morning caller。 How nice。' And I said； 'No； ma'am。 I am acting as a courier； even though that isn't my proper job designation。 But I've been improperly sent so here I am。' I gave her the glasses。 She put them down on a walnut sideboard about three inches from the edge。 I gave her the letter。 She opened it with a hairpin。 She read it。〃
〃Wait a minute；〃 I said。 〃She can't see anything at all without her glasses。 You may have given it to the wrong woman。 Describe her。〃
He did。 Brown hair； hazel eyes； wart on the back of her left hand。 It was Miss Simmons。 〃And then？〃 I said。
〃And then all Hells broke loose；〃 said Raht。 〃And that's why I've been delaying telling you because you're liable to get excited and shoot somebody。 Promise me you won't shoot。 You might hit those two little girls over there。〃
Excitedly； I said； 〃Go on！ Go on！ I won't shoot you！ This is good news； you idiot！〃
〃Well； she read the letter and she stood there； going white and red。 And then she read it again。 And she kind of began to yelp。 Officer Gris； why would you write a letter that would upset the poor woman so？ I don't like acting as a courier。 And especially NOT of your letters！ I thought she was going to have a stroke。 Why would you want to upset her so？ She seems a nice girl。 But upset people seem to be good news to you。〃
I was glowing with eagerness。 〃Go on！ Go on！ Exactly what did she do or say？〃
〃She screamed； 'I knew it！ I knew it！ The moment I woke up； I knew it but I wouldn't admit it to myself！' And she rushed into the bedroom and I heard her getting dressed and she came back into the living room。 I hoped she would write something really nasty back so I said； 'Is there any answer？' And she said； 'Wait right there until I return and I'll give you one。 This is a matter for the police！' And she went tearing out of the apartment。〃
I was ecstatic。 She knew what Krak looked like。 She could put it together on an identokit。 Better； Grafferty； the three policemen and Kutzbrain could identify the woman。 They even had her fingerprints on their guns。 They knew it connected to Wister and when they questioned him they would probably run right into the Countess Krak。 Perfect！
Raht was still talking。 〃Finally； I tailed her but lost her in a downtown express； so I came back to Bogg Street。 I found a place where I could keep the apartment under surveillance without being noticed and I waited。 On the one hand； I thought maybe if she came back with the police； I could give them your address； but on the other hand； if this got rough； it could promise Voltarian presence on the planet。 I decided I should find out more。 If she came back with police； I could disappear。 But if there were no police with her； maybe I could find out more information…which is； after all； my proper job； no matter how many times certain people seek to drive me off it； doing incorrect functions。〃
〃Get on with it；〃 I ordered him。
〃She was gone for hours and when she came back she was alone so I walked with her。 She was smug beyond belief。 She seemed all happy and cheerful； but smug。 These Earth women are that way。 They're happiest when they've got something on somebody； and that's the way she looked。〃
〃Beautiful；〃 I said。
〃Yes； I would say she did look more beautiful。 But smug。 We got clear up to her apartment and went in and then she did the weirdest thing。 She kissed me on the cheek and she said； 'Tell your friend； thank you； thank you； thank you！ It is totally true。 His or her letter has practically saved my life。' So I got out of there real fast。 Women don't kiss you without some covert reason and I think she was just trying to keep you from taking flight until the police could e。 So I remend； knowing you； that you sort of lie low。〃
〃No； no； you idiot。 She wasn't covering anything up。 She was being absolutely honest。 I did save her life。〃
I was so enthralled； I didn't even notice when he left。
I could hardly wait for Sunday。 Wow； was this going to go in the most unexpected direction Krak could ever imagine！ （Bleep） her！ Her and all her fancy； stupid tricks！
Chapter 9
It was late morning of the day that would long live in my memory as Simmons' Sunday。
Crouched in the closet again； this time with the door plainly marked 〃Occupied；〃 I eagerly watched events begin to unfold。
Heller； at his office desk； had been working on some calculations for quantities and volumes of spores。 He now stood up and went to the window。 Lower Manhattan spread out before his gaze under the mantle of sun…illuminated smog。
The Countess Krak was lying in the middle of the room on the rug going over museum programs； the cat dragging them off a pile for her。
〃What's the matter； dear？〃 she said to Heller。 〃You seem rather agitated。〃
〃Me？ Agitated？ Well； yes； but that's a pretty strong word。 Bang…Bang phoned about an hour ago and said the Nature Appreciation class location had been changed to
Van Cortlandt Park today。 It was to have been the Bronx Zoo。 I was wondering why。〃
〃That's that Miss Simmons； isn't it； dear？〃
〃I wish you'd forget about this Miss Simmons thing。 She hates me like poison。 My only interest in her is that she could cost me my diploma and nobody will listen to me when I make my proposals。〃
〃I shouldn't be counting on proposing to Miss Simmons； dear。〃
〃Please； can't we call a truce on。。。〃
〃Dear； what is the weather like？〃
〃A warm； spring day；〃 said Heller。 〃If it weren't for the smog； it would be beautiful。 In a lot of ways； you know； this is a very nice planet。〃
〃Well； that's probably why they changed the class location；〃 said the Countess Krak。 〃Who'd want to be penned up in some stuffy zoo？ Are you driving； dear？〃
〃Well； yes。 That's a good idea；〃 said Heller。 〃I put the new carburetor on the Porsche and I haven't had a chance to give it a good spin。〃
〃You do that；〃 said the Countess Krak。 〃I have some exhibits I want to see； so if you don't mind； dear； I'll just run along。〃
She was up like a shot。 She had her blue suede topcoat； purse； shopping bag and hat right by the door。 She gathered them up in one scoop and was gone。
Heller glanced out of the window again。 Then he got into a white silk trench coat； found some papers and a notebook and put them in his pocket。 He glanced down at his feet。 He was wearing ankle…high walking boots and not his spikes。 It gave me a nice feeling： if the police were waiting for him up there； he had no cleats to battle with。 He was getting satisfactorily careless。
The Countess Krak had plummeted down in an elevator。 She came out of the building on 34th Street； walked swiftly up the block and sped into a new； multistory； spiral…roadway garage。 The attendant waved at her； she got into an elevator and shot upwards。
She was fishing in her purse。 She stepped out into the ranks of cars。 She spotted the blue Porsche。 She opened the door； entered； closed and relocked it from within； and then； as only a trained magician's assistant can do； curled herself up in the big luggage partment behind the front seat and dropped the luggage canvas over her。
It made me nervous。 I had forgotten to fill the strip well in her viewer and had no way to check back on what she had packed in that shopping bag。 I had not counted on her presence at the next class。 Maybe Bang…Bang； （bleep） him； had gotten her a demountable sniper rifle。 These stup
