"L Ron Hubbard - Mission Earth 05 - Fortune of Fear" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hubbard L. Ron)

Spiteos prison to Earth. Heller had been moving too fast and Lombar Hisst needed time to implement
his plan to move from control of the Apparatus to control of the Confederacy itself. Krak would
give us that time. She had slowed Heller to a crawl when we were preparing to leave for Earth. I
knew that she would do the same to him again. Then if necessary, I could move in the vicious
Doctor Crobe and cut Heller down.
On the other hand, I figured I might need Crobe's medical skills to piece Heller together
when Krak found out that he was living at the Gracious Palms whorehouse with a bevy of beautiful
women. I had personally witnessed how she could kill men twice her size with her bare hands.
Heller would be nothing. After all, I wanted to take my own personal revenge on this upstart Royal
officer.
I also had a score to settle with the Countess Krak. She had tricked me into wearing a
hypnohelmet and then given me a command to become violently ill if I thought of harming Heller. I
vowed that she would pay dearly for all the times she had made me sick.
She tried to trick me again when she arrived at our Afyon base. But this time I outsmarted
her. I had a micro-sized mutual-proximity breaker switch embedded under my scalp. Originally
designed to alert ships in formation that another craft was within a two-mile proximity, I had the
switch installed in all the hypnohelmets on the base in order to nullify them whenever I was
within the same distance.
This time when she put a helmet on me, I just pretended to go into a trance. She told me that
I would help her reach Heller and would let her go anywhere on the base and take anything she
wanted. When she took off the helmet, it was all I could do to keep from laughing in her face.
She even believed my story that she needed to have an operation to remove all identifying
marks and scars before she could go to the U.S. It was the same ruse I had used on Heller to put
the bugs on him. Prahd Bittlestiffender implanted the respond-mitters next to her aural and
optical nerves as he had done with Heller back on Voltar. Now when she went to the U.S., I would
be able to watch and hear everything that each of them did.
While she was unconscious on the operating table, I searched for those two "Royal" forgeries
I had given her. One was her "pardon" as a criminal and the other excused Heller from any further
missions, thus allowing them to marry. I had had them forged and swore her to secrecy to gain her
loyalty.
I couldn't find them! They weren't even taped to her body. I had to find them before they
were discovered and got us both executedтАФespecially me!
After tinkering over her nails and teeth, Prahd completed the operation and put her into a
recovery room for the gas to wear off. Typical of his loyalties and priorities, he then went off
to his room with Nurse Bildirjin.
He may have thought the task was done but not I. My experience with the Countess Krak had
taught me to be ever alert! To make sure she did not slip away, I took her clothing and posted
myself in a chair outside the door of her room. I put my foot on her spaceboots so that if I dozed
off and she should try to remove them I would be instantly alerted.
I flipped the safety off my stungun, leaned back in my chair and began my vigil. Once again I
had to bear the burden of my lonely duty.

Chapter 1

I awoke.
Some sixth sense of warning had disturbed me.
I was stiff. I was cold.
My eyes flicked to my watch. It was 5:15 A.M.
Something was wrong. I could not place it.
The boots! The boots my foot had been resting on!