Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 41 — page 93: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION a -smouldering, radioactive crater remained of what had been the seat of the techno- crat government. Bressler was gone—together with the lead- ing lights of his autocratic adminstration. Almost immediately the videophone buzzer sounded. Karl took the call, fading up the face of one of the Rever- sionist leaders, flushed with excitement and triumph. ““We’ve got the Tower,”’ he announced happily. “We’re mopping up the rest of the Secs now. [ll report fully later.” “Good,” said Karl. He turned to the girl. ““Well, darling, it looks as though we're winning through.” “Yes,” she replied, in a rather tired voice. “I wonder how Major Rondo made out? I hope he got away in time.” “Don’t worry—he knows how to take care of himself.” “J wish I’'d known he was one of us... I wouldn’t have hated him so much at the interrogation.” “Rondo couldn’t help you there, darling. He had to play his part. Did they treat you rough?” 92 Zora shook her head slowly. “Not exactly. The first six hours were the worst—super- sonics and the rest.” Karl took her gently in his arms. “There won’t be any more supersonics for anyone —not the way we shall run things. No more intolerance, secret police and persecution.” “Time will show, Karl,” she said, simply. ‘‘There have been so many Bresslers and Kratts throughout history...” The videophone buzzer sounded again—stridently and almost triumphantly. Karl pressed the switch eagerly. “Tve been checking up, Soliki,’’ announced the smiling face on the screen. ““We’re in possession of the whole build- ing, with more than six hundred Sec prisoners. The rest are either dead or on the run!” “Good,” said Karl. “Get on the air and announce the inauguration of the new Rever- sionist state without delay. Announceitasa fait accompli.” “Okay, Soliki. I figured on that. We're all ready to start. We planned to open the transmission with part of Matrix 24—you know, the connicloooks.Ccomn)