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reached　over　and　grabbed　the　ashtray。　He　dropped　the　base　against　his　hand。
　As　he　lifted　the　ashtray；　there　was　a　concerted　gasp　from　all　sides。　The　dice　were　sticking　there；　upside　down；　boxcars　showing。
　 〃Are　these　what　you　call　honest　dice？〃　he　asked。
　 The　man　who　had　thrown　out　the　dice　reached　quickly　for　his　hip　pocket。　Jason　was　the　only　one　who　saw　what　happened　next。　He　was　watching　that　hand　closely；　his　own　fingers　near　his　gun　butt。　As　the　man　dived　into　his　pocket；　a　hand　reached　out　of　the　crowd　behind　him。　From　its　square…cut　size；　it　could　have　belonged　to　only　one　person。　The　thick　thumb　and　index　finger　clamped　swiftly　around　the　houseman's　wrist；　then　they　were　gone。　The　man　screamed　shrilly　and　held　up　his　arm；　his　hand　dangling　limp　as　a　glove　from　the　broken　wrist　bones。
　 With　his　flank　well　protected；　Jason　could　go　on　with　the　game。　〃The　old　dice；　if　you　don't　mind；〃　he　said　quietly。
　 Dazedly　the　stickman　pushed　them　over。　Jason　shook　quickly　and　rolled。　Before　they　hit　the　table；　he　realized　he　couldn't　control　them…　the　transient　psi　power　had　gone。
　 End　over　end　they　turned。　And　faced　up　seven。
　 Counting　the　chips　as　they　were　pushed　over　to　him；　he　added　up　a　bit　under　two　billion　credits。　They　would　be　winning　that　much　if　he　left　the　game　now…but　it　wasn't　the　three　billion　that　Kerk　needed。　Well；　it　would　have　to　be　enough。　As　he　reached　for　the　chips　he　caught　Kerk's　eye　across　the　table　and　the　other　man　shook　his　head　in　a　steady　no。
　 〃Let　it　ride；〃　Jason　said　wearily；　〃one　more　roll。〃
　 He　breathed　on　the　dice；　polished　them　on　his　cuff；　and　wondered　how　he　had　ever　gotten　into　this　spot。　Billions　riding　on　a　pair　of　dice。　That　was　as　much　as　the　annual　ine　of　some　planets。　The　only　thing　that　made　it　possible　to　have　stakes　like　that　was　the　fact　that　the　planetary　government　had　a　controlling　interest　in　the　Casino。　He　shook　as　long　as　he　could；　reaching　for　the　control　that　wasn't　there…then　let　fly。
　 Everything　else　had　stopped　in　the　Casino　and　people　were　standing　on　tables　and　chairs　to　watch。　There　wasn't　a　sound　from　that　large
　crowd。　The　dice　bounced　back　from　the　board　with　a　clatter　loud　in　the　silence　and　tumbled　over　the　cloth。
　 A　five　and　a　one。　Six。　He　still　had　to　make　his　point。　Scooping　up　the　dice；　Jason　talked　to　them；　mumbled　the　ancient　oaths　that　brought　luck　and　threw　again。
　 It　took　five　throws　before　he　made　the　six。
　 The　crowd　echoed　his　sigh　and　their　voices　rose　quickly。　He　wanted　to　stop；　take　a　deep　breath；　but　he　knew　he　couldn't。　Winning　the　money　was　only　part　of　the　job…they　now　had　to　get　away　with　it。　It　had　to　look　casual。　A　waiter　was　passing　with　a　tray　of　drinks。　Jason　stopped　him　and　tucked　a　one　hundred　credit　note　in　his　pocket。
　 〃Drinks　are　on　me；〃　he　shouted　while　he　pried　the　tray　out　of　the　waiter's　hands。　Well…wishers　cleared　the　filled　glasses　away　quickly　and　Jason　piled　the　chips　onto　the　tray。　They　more　than　loaded　it；　but　Kerk　appeared　that　moment　with　a　second　tray。
　 〃I'll　be　glad　to　help　you　sir；　if　you　will　permit　me；〃　he　said。
　 Jason　looked　at　him　and　laughed　permission。　It　was　the　first　time　he　had　a　clear　look　at　Kerk　in　the　Casino。　He　was　wearing　loose；　purple　evening　pajamas　over　what　must　have　been　a　false　stomach。　The　sleeves　were　long　and　baggy　so　he　looked　fat　rather　than　muscular。　It　was　a　simple　but　effective　disguise。
　 Carefully　carrying　the　loaded　trays；　surrounded　by　a　crowd　of　excited　patrons；　they　made　their　way　to　the　cashier's　window。　The　manager　himself　was　there；　wearing　a　forced　grin。　Even　the　grin　faded　when　he　counted　the　chips。
　 〃Could　you　e　back　in　the　morning；〃　he　said；　〃I'm　afraid　we　don't　have　that　kind　of　money　on　hand。〃
　 'What's　the　matter；〃　Kerk　shouted；　〃trying　to　get　out　of　paying　him？　You　took　my　money　easy　enough　when　I　lost…it　works　both　ways！〃
　 The　onlookers；　always　happy　to　see　the　house　lose；　growled　their　disagreement。　Jason　finished　the　matter　in　a　loud　voice。
　 〃I'll　be　reasonable。　Give　me　what　cash　you　have　and　I'll　take　a　check　for　the　balance。〃
　 There　was　no　way　out。　Under　the　watchful　eye　of　the　gleeful　crowd；　the　manager　packed　an　envelope　with　bills　and　wrote　a　check。　Jason　took　a　quick　glimpse　at　it；　then　stuffed　it　into　an　inside　pocket。　With　the　envelope　under　one　arm；　he　followed　Kerk　toward　the　door。
　 Because　of　the　onlookers；　there　was　no　trouble　in　the　main　room；　but　just　as　they　reached　the　side　entrance　two　men　moved　in；　blocking　their　way。
　 〃Just　a　moment；〃　one　said。　He　never　finished　the　sentence。　Kerk
　walked　into　them　without　slowing　and　they　bounced　away　like　tenpins。　Then　Kerk　and　Jason　were　out　of　the　building　and　walking　fast。
　 〃Into　the　parking　lot；〃　Kerk　said。　〃I　have　a　car　there。〃
　 When　they　rounded　the　corner；　there　was　a　car　bearing　down　on　them。　Before　Jason　could　get　his　gun　clear　of　the　holster；　Kerk　was　in　front　of　him。　His　arm　came　up　and　his　big　ugly　gun　burst　through　the　cloth　of　his　sleeve　and　jumped　into　his　hand。　A　single　shot　killed　the　driver　and　the　car　swerved　and　crashed。　The　other　two　men　in　the　car　died　ing　out　of　the　door；　their　guns　dropping　from　their　hands。
　 After　that　they　had　no　trouble。　Kerk　drove　at　top　speed　away　from　the　Casino；　the　torn　sleeve　of　his　pajamas　whipping　in　the　breeze；　giving　glimpses　of　the　big　gun　back　in　the　holster。
　 〃When　you　get　the　chance；〃　Jason　said；　〃you'll　have　to　show　me　how　that　trick　holster　works。〃
　 'When　we　get　the　chance；〃　Kerk　answered　as　he　dived　the　car　into　the　city　access　tube。
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　 The　building　they　stopped　at　was　one　of　the　finer　residences　in　Cassylia。　As　they　had　driven；　Jason　counted　the　money　and　separated　his　share。　Almost　sixteen　million　credits。　It　still　didn't　seem　quite　real。　When　they　got　out　in　front　of　the　building；　he　gave　Kerk　the　rest。
　〃Here's　your　three　billion。　Don't　think　it　was　easy；〃　he　said。　〃It　could　have　been　worse；〃　was　his　only　answer。
　The　recorded　voice　scratched　in　the　speaker　over　the　door。
　 〃Sire　Ellus　has　retired　for　the　night；　would　you　please　call　again　in　the　morning。　All　appointments　are　made　in　advan…〃
　 The　voice　broke　off　as　Kerk　pushed　the　door　open。　He　did　it　almost　effortlessly　with　the　flat　of　his　hand。　As　they　went　in；　Jason　looked　at　the　remnants　of　torn　and　twisted　metal　that　hung　in　the　lock　and　wondered　again　about　his　panion。
　 Strength…more　than　physical　strength…he's　like　an　elemental　force。　1　have　the　feeling　that　nothing　can　stop　him。
　 It　made　him　angry…and　at　the　same　time　fascinated　him。　He　didn't　want　out　of　the　deal　until　he　found　out　more　about　Kerk　and　his　planet。　And　〃they〃　who　had　died　for　the　money　he　gambled。
　 Sire　Ellus　was　old；　balding　and　angry；　not　at　all　used　to　having　his　rest　disturbed。　His　plaints　stopped　suddenly　when　Kerk　threw　the　money　down　on　the　table。
　 〃Is　the　ship　being　loaded　yet；　Ellus？　Here's　the　balance　due。〃　Ellus　only　fumbled　the　bills　for　a　moment　before　he　could　answer　Kerk's　question。
　 〃The　shipbut；　of　course。　We　began　loading　when　you　gave　us　the　deposit。　You'll　have　to　excuse　my　confusion；　this　is　a　little　irregular。　We　never　handle　transactions　of　this　size　in　cash。〃
　 〃That's　the　way　I　like　to　do　business；〃　Kerk　answered　him。　〃I've　canceled　the　deposit；　this　is　the　total　sum。　Now　how　about　a　receipt。〃
　 Ellus　had　made　out　the　receipt　before　his　senses　returned。　He　held　it　tightly　while　he　looked　unfortably　at　the　three　billion　spread　out　before　him。
　 〃Wait…I　can't　take　it　now；　you'll　have　to　return　in　the　morning；　to　the　bank。　In　normal　business　fashion；〃　Ellus　decided　firmly。
　 Kerk　reached　over　and　gently　drew　the　paper。　out　of　Ellus'　hand。~
　 〃Thanks　for　the　receipt；〃　he　said。　〃I　won't　be　here　in　the　morning　so　this　will　be　satisfactory。　And　if　you're　worried　about　the　money；　I　suggest　you　get　in　touch　with　some　of　your　plant　guards　or　private　police。　You'll　feel　a　lot　safer。〃
　 When　they　left　through　the　shattered　door；　Ellus　was　frantically　dialing　numbers　on　his　screen。　Kerk　answered　Jason's　next　question　before　he　could　ask　it。
　 〃I　imagine　you　would　like　to　live　to　spend　that　money　in　your　pocket；　so　I've　booked　us　two　seats　on　an　interplanetary　ship。〃　He　glanced　at　the　car　clock。　〃It　leaves　in　about　two　hours　so　we　have　plenty　of　time。　I'm　hungry；　let's　find　a　restaurant。　I　hope　you　have　nothing　at　the　hotel　worth　going　back　for。　It　would　be　a　little　difficult。〃
　 〃Nothing　worth　getting　killed　for；〃　Jason　said。　〃Now　where　can　we　go　to　eat？　There　are　a~few　questions　I　would　like　to　ask　you。〃
　 They　circled　carefully　down　to　the　transport　levels　until　they　were　sure　they　hadn't　been　followed。　Kerk　nosed　the　car　into　a　shadowed　loading　dock　where　they　abandoned　it。
　 'We　can　always　get　another　car；〃　he　said；　〃and　they　probably　have　this　one　spotted。　Let's　walk　back　to　the　freightway；　I　saw　a　restaurant　there　as　we　caine　by。〃
　 Dark　and　looming　shapes　of　overland　freight　carriers　filled　the　parking　lot。　They　picked　their　way　around　the　man…high　wheels　and　into　the　hot　and　noisy　restaurant。　The　drivers　and　early　morning　workers　took　no　notice　of　them　as　they　found　a　booth　in　the　back　and　dialed　a　meal。
　 Kerk　chiseled　a　chunk　of　meat　off　the　slab　in　front　of　him　and　popped　it　cheer