Stevens grunted amusement. "Look at the target. First time you got it
right over the heart."
"I'll be ...," Paul began. He looked down at the weapon in surprise.
"Noiseless and recoilless. What caliber is it, Derek, and what's the
muzzle velocity?"
"We call it the .38 Noiseless," Stevens said. "It has the punch of that
.44 Magnum you're presently carrying."
With a fluid motion Paul Koslov produced the .44 Magnum from the holster
under his left shoulder and tossed it to one side. "That's the last time
I tote that cannon," he said. He balanced the new gun in his hand in
admiration. "Have the front sight taken off for me, Derek, and the fore
part of the trigger guard. I need a quick draw gun." He added absently,
"How did you know I carried a .44?"
Stevens said, "You're rather famous, Koslov. The Colonel Lawrence of the
Cold War. The journalists are kept from getting very much about you, but
what they do learn they spread around."
Paul Koslov said flatly, "Why don't you like me, Stevens? In this game I
don't appreciate people on our team who don't like me. It's dangerous."