" Perry Rhodan 0041 - (33) The Giant's Partner" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

Rogal stared at the incomprehensible sight before him. His hand began to tremble. The beam of energy
wandered aimlessly about the room, set the window curtains on fire and finally flickered out.

On one side of the room, a door burst open. Three or four men stormed into the bedroom, charged the
assassin and tore his weapon from him. Rogal did not defend himself. Still uncomprehendingly, he stared
at the Zarlt, whom he had killed. What happened to him now seemed meaningless, if he had only set Zalit
free.

But the Zarlt had certainly died strangelyтАж

Rough hands forced his arms behind him. With one last look toward the wall, Rogal saw the secret door
close soundlessly. At least the guards did not know how he had gotten into this room. They could beat
their brains out trying to find out.

He allowed himself to be led out of the sleeping chamber without resistance. He wondered briefly that
no one looked at the dead man. Were the guards so indifferent to the death of their tyrant? They shoved
him through an adjacent room and then into the broad, circular corridor.

Somewhere an alarm system buzzed. Doors were pulled open and curious faces stared seconds long at
the group hurrying past. Then the doors closed again. It was never good for a person to see too much.
The buzzing died out.

RogalтАЩs four captors stopped at a certain door. One of them knocked. A voice answered sullenly and
then the door opened. A man stepped into the corridor and regarded the strange group and their prisoner
with sleep-swollen eyes.

Rogal felt as if an iron hand had gripped his heart.

He stared into a pair of eyes that turned suddenly cold and pitilessтАФthe eyes of Zarlt DemesorтАж



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"He should have been back before now, if everything went well." The voice sounded at once worried
and yet tinged with a feeble ray of hope. It belonged to an elderly man who sat in a comfortable chair in
front of an electropyro and warmed his feet. Five other Zalites were present, all of whom gave evidence
of having spent a sleepless night.

"He could be behind schedule, Zernif," said one of them consolingly. "Maybe he has to wait before he
can operate. There are so many possibilities that weтАЩre not able to reckon withтАж"

"And if the worst of them happens? If the attempt goes awry and Rogal is captured? What then? If he
doesnтАЩt have a chance to kill himselfтАФif he betrays us?"

The other shook his head. "Rogal is one of our best men. He is always cautious and works according to
plan. He would never place himself in unnecessary danger."