_"Have you ever seen a dead mahute, or even one that was ill? Or anything that looks like a graveyard?" Tang and Lutscher knew not the answer ... but maybe Bunzo, the clober, knew._ Sometime during the one hundred and seventh day out of Gascol 11 the hourly signal of the tracer beam changed from a tired burp to a sharp ping. Sammy Tang knew then that Lutscher had landed and that the long chase was nearing its end. Over three years on the trail of the system's most wanted criminal, and now they would meet for the first time.…
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