reloaded with a big charge of rifle-powder. I suppose it would blow one subcritical mass into another. But the only way he could have fired the bomb would have been by pulling the trigger." And blowing himself up along with it. He must have wanted Merlin destroyed pretty badly. "Have you questioned him yet?" "Not yet. I wanted to tell you about it first." He looked at his watch. Only four hours had passed since the newscast; why, that seemed like months, ago, now. "All right, Tom; we'll go talk to him. Where's the Colonel?" Zareff was surrounded by a dozen screens, keeping in touch with the
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