I drew on my cigar and let the silence stretch out.

"You said something about conquering the world, Toby. I don't suppose

by any chance you meant that literally?"

Mallon stood up, his closed fists working like a man crumpling unpaid

bills. "They all want what I've got! They're all waiting." He walked

across the room, back. "I'm ready to move against them now! I can put

four thousand trained men in the field--"

"Let's get a couple of things straight, Mallon," I cut in. "You've got

the natives fooled with this Baron routine. But don't try it on me.

Maybe it was even necessary once; maybe there's an excuse for some of

the stories I've heard. That's over now. I'm not interested in tribal

warfare or gang rumbles. I need--"

"Better remember who's running things here, Jackson!" Mallon snapped.

"It's not what you need that counts." He took another turn up and down

the room, then stopped, facing me.

* * * * *

"Look, Jackson. I know how to get around in this jungle; you don't. If

I hadn't spotted you and given some orders, you'd have been gunned down

before you'd gone ten feet past the ballroom door."

"Why'd you let me in? I might've been gunning for you."

"You wanted to see the Baron alone. That suited me, too. If word

got out--" He broke off, cleared his throat. "Let's stop wrangling,

Jackson. We can't move until the Bolo guarding the site has been

neutralized. There's only one way to do that: knock it out! And the

only thing that can knock out a Bolo is another Bolo."

"So?"

"I've got another Bolo, Jackson. It's been covered, maintained. It can

go up against the Troll--" he broke off, laughed shortly. "That's what

the mob called it."

"You could have done that years ago. Where do I come in?"

"You're checked out on a Bolo, Jackson. You know something about this

kind of equipment."

"Sure. So do you."

"I never learned," he said shortly.

"Who's kidding who, Mallon? We all took the same orientation course

less than a month ago--"

"For me it's been a long month. Let's just say I've forgotten."

"You parked that Bolo at your front gate and then forgot how you did

it, eh?"

"Nonsense. It's always been there."

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