Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 56 — page 53: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION Lorens had checked a grip in at NU Solsbry Multiservis, and that it had been sent on, express delivery, to a Dr. MIkL AndrUz. Now there was a MIkL AndrUz at Jaksn’s Academy.’ He waved the papers in the air. “Don’t you see, sir, the whole thing adds up. We've got to stop him getting away. If he’s all that important to the Heresy League, then he’s more im- portant to the State. We must stop him and find out why they want him!” The general leaned back on his foam cushion. A brainy man, that Kristofr, he thought. Quick, intelligent and intuitive. Apart from a few details he’d solved the whole thing. Yes, it had been a sensible move he’d made when he’d handed over the whole affair, so to speak, to this very bright Over-Inspec- tor. It had resulted in only the two of them knowing everything about it. There was the Analyzer, of course, but it wouldn’t take him long ay to extract the necessary record spools and destroy them. A few psychobloks would be needed for some of the lesser officers, too, but that again was a comparatively easy matter. And, of course, he would have to invent some tidy ending to the case, eventually, one that would officially satisfy the StAcon, yet which would also give everyone cause to distrust the infallibility of the Detectors, and so on. “Now, sir, will you give me permission to carry on?” urged Kristofr, leaning for- ward. The general pulled a small metal ovoid from his right- hand pocket, while in his left- hand pocket he gripped and activated the tiny Nullifier. Ironical that both devices should have been invented by Jaksn, he thought, .as he pressed “the catch on the ovoid, confident in the know- ledge that the Nullifier’s field would blanket all his neuronic comiclooks.cormn