Two families fought for the title to Eros, and only one could win. One had to outsmart the other--and both had to win over the unscrupulous United Ores Corporation. It was a problem worthy of a Solomon--and it had an ending even those embittered rivals could not foresee. Bobby couldn't help wishing Pop would stand up just a little bit straighter. Not that he was ashamed of Pop; it wasn't that at all. It was just that the Patrolman stood _so_ straight, his shoulders broad and firm. Standing beside him made Pop look sort of thin and puny; his chest caved in like he was carrying a heavy weight on his shoulders.…
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