Noble Redman
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"Slow down--fast!" I yapped, and was crushed against the back of the front seat as the jock slammed his foot on the brakes. "In here!" I yelled at Redman as I swung the rear door open.
His reflexes were good. He hit the floor in a flat dive as the purple streak of a stat blast flashed through the space where he had been. The jockey needed no further stimulation. He slammed his foot down and we took off with a screech of polyprene, whipped around the next corner and headed for the hub, the cops, and safety.
"Figured you was jerking some guy, Cyril," the jockey said over his shoulder. "But who is he?"
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Redman picked himself off the floor as I swore under my breath. The jockey would have to know me. Abie'd hear of my part in this by morning and my hide wouldn't be worth the price of a mangy rat skin. I had to get out of town--fast! And put plenty of distance between me and Marspo
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A crazy Earthmen wreaks havoc in a small Martian town. Our hero watches the action, and is none the better for it.
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People behave more realistically than they do in space operas, but this isn't much more than that, and the plot is trivial.