_Chapter_ _Page_
1 Catastrophe 7
2 Cloud Blasts a Vortex 15
3 Cloud Loses an Arm 24
4 “Storm” Cloud on Deka 34
5 The Boneheads 48
6 Driving Jets are Weapons 54
7 The Blaster Acquires a Crew 70
8 Vesta the Vegian 77
9 Trouble on Tominga 89
10 Janowick 99
11 Joan the Telepath 106
12 Vesta Practices Spaceal 115
13 Games Within Games 123
14 Vesta the Gambler 138
15 Joan and Her Brains 147
16 Vegian Justice 158
17 The Call 171
18 Cahuita 183
_Chapter 1_
▂▂▂▂▂▂CATASTROPHE
SAFETY DEVICES that do not protect.
“Unsinkable” ships that, before the days of Bergenholm and of atomic and
cosmic energy, sank into the waters of Earth.
More particularly, safety devices which, while protecting against one
agent of destruction, attract magnet-like another and worse. Such as the
armored cable within the walls of a wooden house. It protects the
electrical conductors within it against accidental external shorts; but,
inadequately grounded, it may attract and upon occasion has attracted
the stupendous force of lightning. Then, steel armor exploding into
incandescence inside walls and ceilings, that house’s existence
thereafter is to be measured in minutes.
Specifically, four lightning rods. The lightning rods protecting the
chromium, glass, and plastic home of Neal Cloud. Those rods were
adequately grounded, with copper-silver cables the size of a big man’s
forefinger; for Neal Cloud, Doctor of Nucleonics, knew his lightning and
was taking no chances whatever with the safety of his wife and children.
He did not know, did not even suspect, that under certain conditions of
atmospheric potential and of ground-magnetic stress his
perfectly-designed and perfectly-installed system would become a
super-powerful attractor for flying vortices of atomic disintegration.
So now Neal Cloud, nucleonicist, sat at his desk in a strained, dull
apathy. His face was a yellowish-gray white, his tendoned hands gripped
rigidly the arms of his chair. His eyes, hard and lifeless, stared
unseeingly past the small, three-dimensional block portrait of all that
had made life worth living.
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