Speaker 1: Section two of Second Variety by Philip Kaydick. This LibriVox
Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. A tall figure came
Speaker 1: out on the ridge above him, cloak flapping, gray green.
Speaker 1: A Russian behind him, A second soldier appeared another Russian.
Speaker 1: Both lifted their guns. Amy Hendrix froze. He opened his mouth.
Speaker 1: The soldiers were kneeling, sighting down the side of the slope.
Speaker 1: A third figure had joined them on the ridgetop, a
Speaker 1: smaller figure in gray green, a woman. She stood behind
Speaker 1: the other two. Hendrix found his voice stop. He waved
Speaker 1: at them frantically, I'm The Two Russians fired behind Hendrix.
Speaker 1: There was a faint pop. Waves of heat lapped against him,
Speaker 1: throwing him to the ground. Ash tore at his face,
Speaker 1: grinding in to his eyes and nose, choking. He pulled
Speaker 1: himself to his knees. It was all a trap. He
Speaker 1: was finished. He had come to be killed like a steer.
Speaker 1: The soldiers and the woman were coming down the side
Speaker 1: of the ridge toward him, sliding down through the soft ash.
Speaker 1: Hendrix was numb. His head throbbed awkwardly. He got his
Speaker 1: rifle up and took aim. It weighed a thousand tons
Speaker 1: he could hardly hold it. His nose and cheeks stung.
Speaker 1: The air was full of the blast smell, a bitter,
Speaker 1: acrid stench. Don't fire, the first Russian said in heavily
Speaker 1: accented English. The three of them came up to him,
Speaker 1: surrounding him. Put down your rifle, yank, the other said.
Speaker 1: Hendrix was dazed. Everything had happened so fast. He had
Speaker 1: been caught, and they had blasted the boy. He turned
Speaker 1: his head. David was gone. What remained of him was
Speaker 1: strewn across the ground. The three Russians studied him curiously.
Speaker 1: Hendrix sat wiping blood from his nose, picking out bits
Speaker 1: of ash. He shook his head, trying to clear it.
Speaker 1: Why did you do it, he murmured thickly. The boy. Why.
Speaker 1: One of the soldiers helped him roughly to his feet.
Speaker 1: He turned Hendrix around. Look. Hendrix closed his eyes. Look.
Speaker 1: The two Russians pulled him forward. See hurry up, there
Speaker 1: isn't much time to spa yank. Hendrix looked and gasped. See. Now,
Speaker 1: do you understand from the remains of David a metal wheel,
Speaker 1: rolled relays, glinting metal parts wiring. One of the Russians
Speaker 1: kicked at the heap of remains. Parts popped out, rolling away,
Speaker 1: wheels and springs and rods. A plastic section fell in half, charred.
Speaker 1: Hendrix bent shakily down. The front of the head had
Speaker 1: come off. He could make out the intricate brain, wires
Speaker 1: and relays, tiny tubes and switches, thousands of minute studs,
Speaker 1: a robot. The soldier holding his arm said, we watched
Speaker 1: it tagging you, tagging me. That's their way. They tag
Speaker 1: along with you into the bunker. That's how they get in.
Speaker 1: Hendrix blinked, dazed, But come on. They led him toward
Speaker 1: the ridge. We can't stay here. It isn't safe. There
Speaker 1: must be hundreds of them all around here. The three
Speaker 1: of them pulled him up the side of the ridge,
Speaker 1: sliding and slipping on the ash. The woman reached the
Speaker 1: top and stood waiting for them the forward command, and
Speaker 1: Hendrix muttered, I came to negotiate with the Soviet. There
Speaker 1: is no more forward command. They got in. We'll explain.
Speaker 1: They reached the top of the ridge. We're all that's left.
Speaker 1: The three of us. The rest were down in de buncer.
Speaker 1: This way down this way. The woman unscrewed a lid
Speaker 1: a gray manhole cover set in the ground. Get in.
Speaker 1: Hendrix lowered himself. The two soldiers and the woman came
Speaker 1: behind him, following him down the ladder. The woman closed
Speaker 1: the lid after them, bolting it tightly into place. Good thing,
Speaker 1: we saw you, One of the two soldiers grunted. It
Speaker 1: had tagged you about as far as it was going
Speaker 1: to give me one of your cigarettes. The woman said,
Speaker 1: I haven't had an American cigarette for weeks. Hendrix pushed
Speaker 1: the pack to her. She took a cigarette and passed
Speaker 1: the pack to the two soldiers. In the corner of
Speaker 1: the small the lamp gleamed fitfully. The room was low, ceilinged, cramped.
Speaker 1: The four of them sat around a small wood table.
Speaker 1: A few dirty dishes were stacked to one side. Behind
Speaker 1: a ragged curtain. A second room was partially visible. Hendrix
Speaker 1: saw the corner of a cut some blankets, clothes hung
Speaker 1: on a hook. We were here, the soldier beside him said.
Speaker 1: He took off his helmet, pushing his blonde hair back.
Speaker 1: I'm Corporal Rudy Maxum Polish, impressed in the Soviet Army
Speaker 1: two years ago. He held out his hand. Hendrix hesitated
Speaker 1: and then shook Major Joseph Hendrix Klaus Epstein, the other
Speaker 1: soldier shook with him, a small dark man with fitting hair.
Speaker 1: Epstein plucked nervously at his ear. Austrian impressed, God knows
Speaker 1: when I don't remember. The three of us were here,
Speaker 1: Rudy and I with Tusso he indicated the woman. That's
Speaker 1: how we escaped. All the rest were down in the bunker,
Speaker 1: and and they got in. Epstein lit a cigarette first,
Speaker 1: just one of them, the kind that tagged you. Then
Speaker 1: let others in. Hendrix became alert. The kind or there
Speaker 1: more than one kind? The little boy David, David holding
Speaker 1: his Teddy Bear. That's variety three, the most effective. What
Speaker 1: are the other types? Epstein reached into his coat. Here
Speaker 1: he tossed a packet of photographs onto the table, tied
Speaker 1: with a string. Look for yourself. Hendrix untied the string.
Speaker 1: You see, Rudy Maxer said, that's why we wanted to
Speaker 1: talk terms the Russians. I mean, we found out about
Speaker 1: a week ago, found out that your claws were beginning
Speaker 1: to make up new designs on their own, new types
Speaker 1: of their own, better types down in your underground factories,
Speaker 1: behind our lines. You let them stamp themselves, or a
Speaker 1: pair of themselves, make them more and more intricate. It's
Speaker 1: your fault this has happened. Hendrix examined the photos. They
Speaker 1: had been snapped hurriedly. They were blurred and indistinct. The
Speaker 1: first few showed David David walking along a road by himself,
Speaker 1: David and another David. Three Davids, all exactly alike, each
Speaker 1: with a ragged teddy bear, all pathetic. Look at the others,
Speaker 1: Tasso said. The next picture, taken at a great distance,
Speaker 1: showed a towering wounded soldier sitting by the side of
Speaker 1: a path, his arm in a sling, the stump of
Speaker 1: one leg extended a crude crutch on his lap. Then
Speaker 1: two wounded soldiers, both the same, standing side by side.
Speaker 1: That's a variety. One the wounded soldier, Klaus, reached out
Speaker 1: and took the pictures. You see, the claws were designed
Speaker 1: to get to human beings, to find them. Each kind
Speaker 1: was better than the last. They got farther closer, passed
Speaker 1: most of our defenses into our lines. But as long
Speaker 1: as they were merely machines, metal spheres with claws and
Speaker 1: horns and feelers, they could be picked off like any
Speaker 1: other object. They could be detected as lethal robots as
Speaker 1: soon as they were seen. Once we caught sight of them,
Speaker 1: Variety one subverted our whole north wing. Rudy said, it
Speaker 1: was a long time before anyone caught on. Then it
Speaker 1: was too late. They came in wounded soldiers, knocking and
Speaker 1: begging to be let in. So we let them in,
Speaker 1: and as soon as they were in they took over.
Speaker 1: We were watching out from machines. At that time it
Speaker 1: was thought there was only one type. Klaus Epstein said,
Speaker 1: No one suspected there were other types. The pictures were
Speaker 1: flashed to us when the runner was sent to you.
Speaker 1: We knew of just one type, Variety one. See big
Speaker 1: wounded soldier. We thought that was all. Your line fell
Speaker 1: to two. Variety three David and his spare That worked
Speaker 1: even better. Klaus smiled, bitterly, soldiers or suckers for children.
Speaker 1: We brought them in and tried to feed them. We
Speaker 1: found out the hard way what they were after. At
Speaker 1: least those who were in the bunker. The three of
Speaker 1: us were lucky. Rudy said, Klaus and I were were
Speaker 1: visiting Tasso when it happened. This is her place. He
Speaker 1: waved a big hand round this little cellar. We finished
Speaker 1: and climbed the latter to start back from the ridge.
Speaker 1: We saw there they were all around the bunker. Fighting
Speaker 1: was still going on, David and his bare, hundreds of them.
Speaker 1: Klaus took the pictures. Klaus tied up the photographs again,
Speaker 1: and it's going on all along your line. Hendrick said, yes,
Speaker 1: how about our lines? Without thinking, he touched the tab
Speaker 1: on his arm. Can they they're not bothered by your
Speaker 1: radiation tabs. It makes no difference to them, Russian, American, Pole, German.
Speaker 1: It's all the same. They're doing what they were designed
Speaker 1: to do, carrying out the original idea. They track down
Speaker 1: life wherever they find it. They go by warmth. Klaus said,
Speaker 1: that's the way you constructed them from the very start.
Speaker 1: Of course, those you designed were kept back by the
Speaker 1: radiation tabs. Where now they've got around that. These new
Speaker 1: varieties are lead lined. What's the other variety, Hendrix asked,
Speaker 1: the David type, the wounded soldier. What's the other? We
Speaker 1: don't know. Klaus pointed up at the wall. On the
Speaker 1: wall were two metal plates ragged at the edges. Hendrix
Speaker 1: got up and studied them. They were bent and dented,
Speaker 1: the one on the left came off a wounded soldier.
Speaker 1: Rudy said, we got one of them. It was going
Speaker 1: along toward our old bunker. We got it from the
Speaker 1: ridge the same way we got the David taking you.
Speaker 1: The plate was stamped I dash V. Hendrix touched the
Speaker 1: other plate and this came from the David type. Yes,
Speaker 1: the plate was stamped III dash V. Klaus took a
Speaker 1: look at them, leaning over Hendrix's broad shoulder. You can
Speaker 1: see what we're up against. There's another type. Maybe it
Speaker 1: was abandoned, maybe it didn't work, but there must be
Speaker 1: a second variety. There's one and three. You were lucky,
Speaker 1: Rudy said. The David tagged you all the way here
Speaker 1: and never touched you. Probably thought you'd get into a
Speaker 1: bunker somewhere. One gets in and it's all over. Klaus said,
Speaker 1: they move fast. One lets all the rest in. They're
Speaker 1: inflexible machines with one purpose. They were built for only
Speaker 1: one thing. He rubbed sweat from his lip. We saw
Speaker 1: they were silent. Let me have another cigarette. Yank Tasso said,
Speaker 1: they are good. I almost forgot how they were. It
Speaker 1: was night, The sky was black, No stars were visible
Speaker 1: through the rolling clouds of ash. Did the lid cautiously
Speaker 1: so that Hendrix could look out. Rudy pointed into the
Speaker 1: darkness over that way or the bunkers, where we used
Speaker 1: to be, not over half a mile from us. It
Speaker 1: was just chance. Klaus and I were not there when
Speaker 1: it happened. Weakness saved by our lusts. All the rest
Speaker 1: must be dead, Klaus said in a low voice. It
Speaker 1: came quickly this morning the Politburo reached their decision. They
Speaker 1: notified us for the command. Our runner was set out
Speaker 1: at once. We saw him start toward the direction of
Speaker 1: your lines. We covered him until he was out of sight.
Speaker 1: Alex Raviisky, we both knew him. He disappeared about six o'clock.
Speaker 1: The sun had just come up about noon. Klaus and
Speaker 1: I had an hour relief. We crept off away from
Speaker 1: the bunkers. No one was watching. We came here. They
Speaker 1: used to be a town here, a few houses a street.
Speaker 1: This cellar was part of a big farmhouse. We knew
Speaker 1: Tasso would be here, hiding down in her little place.
Speaker 1: We had come here before, others from the bunkers came
Speaker 1: here to day. Happened to be our turn, so we
Speaker 1: were saved Klaud said, chance, it might have been others.
Speaker 1: We we finished, and then we came up to the
Speaker 1: surface and started back along the ridge. That was when
Speaker 1: we saw them. The Davids. We understood right away. We
Speaker 1: had seen the photos of the first variety, the wounded soldier.
Speaker 1: Our commissar distributed them to us with an explanation. If
Speaker 1: we had gone another step, they would have seen us.
Speaker 1: As it was, we had to blast two Davids before
Speaker 1: we got back. There were hundreds of them all around
Speaker 1: like ants. V took pictures and slipped back here, bolting
Speaker 1: the lid tight. They're not so much fin you catch
Speaker 1: them alone. We moved faster than they did, but they're inexorable,
Speaker 1: not like living things. They came right at us and
Speaker 1: we blasted them. Major Hendrix rested against the edge of
Speaker 1: the lid, adjusting his eyes to the darkness. Is it
Speaker 1: safe to have the lid up at all? If we're careful?
Speaker 1: How else can you operate your transmitter? Hendrix lifted the
Speaker 1: small belt transmitter slowly. He pressed it against his ear.
Speaker 1: The metal was cold and damp. He blew against the mic,
Speaker 1: raising up the short antenna. A faint hum sounded in
Speaker 1: his ear. That's true, I suppose, but he still hesitated.
Speaker 1: We'll pull you ONREI if anything happens, Klaus said, thanks.
Speaker 1: Hendrix waited moment, resting the transmitter against his shoulder. Interesting,
Speaker 1: isn't it? What this? The new types, the new varieties
Speaker 1: of clause. We're completely at their mercy, or aren't we?
Speaker 1: By now they've probably gotten into the un lines too.
Speaker 1: It makes me wonder if we're not seeing the beginning
Speaker 1: of a new species, the new species evolution, the race
Speaker 1: to come after man. Rudy grunted, there is no race
Speaker 1: after men? No, why not? Maybe we're seeing it now,
Speaker 1: the end of human beings, the beginning of the new society.
Speaker 1: They're not a race that are mechanical killers. You made
Speaker 1: them to destroy. That's all they can do. They're machines
Speaker 1: with a job, so it seems now, But how about
Speaker 1: later on, after the war is over, Maybe when there
Speaker 1: aren't any humans to destroy, their real potentialities will begin
Speaker 1: to show. You talk as if they were alive, aren't they?
Speaker 1: There was silence, their machines, Rudy said. They look like people,
Speaker 1: but their machines use your transmitter. Major Klaus said, we
Speaker 1: can't stay up here, forever. Holding the transmitter tightly, Hendrix
Speaker 1: called the code of the command monker. He waited, listening,
Speaker 1: no response, only silence. He checked the leads carefully, everything
Speaker 1: was in place, Scott, he said into the mic, can
Speaker 1: you hear me? Silence? He raised the gain up full
Speaker 1: and tried again, only static. I don't get anything. They
Speaker 1: may hear me, but they may not want to answer.
Speaker 1: Tell them it's an emergency. They'll think I'm being forced
Speaker 1: to call under your direction. He tried again, outlining briefly
Speaker 1: what he had learned, but still the phone was silent.
Speaker 1: Except for the fate static radiation pools killed most transmissions,
Speaker 1: Klaus said, after a while, maybe that's it. Hendrix shut
Speaker 1: the transmitter up. No use, no answer, radiation pools. Maybe
Speaker 1: or they heard me but won't answer. Frankly, that's what
Speaker 1: I would do if a runner tried to call from
Speaker 1: the Soviet lines. They have no reason to believe such
Speaker 1: a story. They may hear everything I say, or maybe
Speaker 1: it's too late. Hendrix nodded. We'd better get the lid down.
Speaker 1: Rudy said nervously. We don't want to take unnecessary chances.
Speaker 1: They climbed slowly back down the tunnel. Klau spolted the
Speaker 1: lid carefully into place. They descended into the kitchen. The
Speaker 1: air was heavy and close around them. Could they work
Speaker 1: that fast? Hendrix said, I left the bunker this noon,
Speaker 1: ten hours ago. How could they move so quickly? It
Speaker 1: doesn't take them long. Not after the first ones get in,
Speaker 1: it goes wild. You know what the little claws can do.
Speaker 1: Even one of these is beyond belief, raises each finger, maniacal.
Speaker 1: All right, Hendrix moved away impatiently. He stood with his
Speaker 1: back to them. What's the matter, Rudy said, the moon base. God,
Speaker 1: if they've gotten there, the moon base. Hendrix turned round.
Speaker 1: They couldn't have got to the moon base. How could
Speaker 1: they get there? It isn't possible. I can't believe it.
Speaker 1: What is this moon base? We've heard rumors, but nothing definite.
Speaker 1: What is the actual situation? You seem concerned. We're supplied
Speaker 1: from the Moon. The governments are there under the lunar's surface,
Speaker 1: all our people and industries. That's what keeps us going.
Speaker 1: If they should find some way of getting off terror
Speaker 1: on to the Moon, it only takes one of them.
Speaker 1: Once the first gets in, it admits the others hundreds
Speaker 1: of them, all alike. You should have seen them identical,
Speaker 1: like ants. Perfect socialism, Tasso said, the ideal of the
Speaker 1: communist state, all citizens, interchangeable. Klaus grunted angrily. That's enough,
Speaker 1: Well what next? Hendricks paced back and forth around the
Speaker 1: small room. The air was full of smells of food
Speaker 1: and perspiration. The others watched him presently. Tasso pushed through
Speaker 1: the garden into the other room. I am going to
Speaker 1: take a nap. The curtain closed behind her. Rudy and
Speaker 1: Klaus sat down at the table, still watching Hendrix. It's
Speaker 1: up to you, Klaus said, We don't know your situation.
Speaker 1: Hendrix nodded, it's a problem. Rudy drank some coffee, filling
Speaker 1: his cup from a rusty pot. We're safe here for
Speaker 1: a while, but we can't stay here forever. Not enough
Speaker 1: food or supplies. But if we go outside, if we
Speaker 1: go outside, they'll get us, or probably they'll get us.
Speaker 1: We couldn't go very far. How far is your command
Speaker 1: bunker major? Three or four miles? We might make it
Speaker 1: the four of us. Four of us could watch all sides.
Speaker 1: They couldn't slip up behind us and start tagging us.
Speaker 1: We have three rifles, three blast rifles. Tasso can have
Speaker 1: my pistol. Rudy tapped his belt. In the Soviet Army,
Speaker 1: we didn't have shoes always, but we had guns. With
Speaker 1: all four of us on, one of us might get
Speaker 1: to your command bunker preparably, you Major, What if they're
Speaker 1: already there, Klaus said. Rudy shrugged, Well, then we come
Speaker 1: back here. Hendrix stopped pacing. What do you think the
Speaker 1: chances are they're already in the American lines? Hard to say,
Speaker 1: fairly good. They're organized, they know exactly what they're doing.
Speaker 1: Once they start, they go like a horde of a locus.
Speaker 1: They have to keep moving and fast. It's secrecy and
Speaker 1: speed they depend on surprise. They pushed their way in
Speaker 1: before anyone has any idea. I see, Hendrix murmured. From
Speaker 1: the other room, Tasso stirred. Major Hendrix pushed the curtain back.
Speaker 1: What Tasso looked up at him lazily from the cot
Speaker 1: Have you any more? American cigarettes left? Hendrix went into
Speaker 1: the room and sat down across from her on a
Speaker 1: wood stool. He felt his pockets. No, all gone too bad?
Speaker 1: What nationality are you, Hendrix asked, after a while, Russian?
Speaker 1: How did you get here here? This used to be France,
Speaker 1: This was part of Normandy. Did you come with the
Speaker 1: Soviet Army? Why? Just curious? He studied her. She had
Speaker 1: taken off her coat, tossing it over the end of
Speaker 1: the cot. She was young, about twenty, slim, her long
Speaker 1: hair stretched out over the pillow. She was staring at
Speaker 1: him silently, her eyes dark and large. What's on your mind?
Speaker 1: Tasso said nothing. How old are you? Eighteen? She continued
Speaker 1: to watch him, unblinking, her arms behind her head. She
Speaker 1: had on Russian army pants and shirt, great green, thick
Speaker 1: leather belt with counter and cartridges, medicine kit. You're in
Speaker 1: the Soviet Army. No where did you get the uniform?
Speaker 1: She shrugged? It was given to me. She told him.
Speaker 1: How old were you when you came here? Sixteen? That young?
Speaker 1: Her eyes narrowed. What do you mean, Hendrix rubbed this jaw.
Speaker 1: Your life would have been a lot different if there
Speaker 1: had been no war sixteen. You came here at sixteen
Speaker 1: to live this way. I had to survive. I'm not moralizing.
Speaker 1: Your life would have been different, too, Tasso murmured. She
Speaker 1: reached down and unfastened one of her boots. She kicked
Speaker 1: the boot off onto the floor. Major, do you want
Speaker 1: to go in the other room? I'm sleepy. It's going
Speaker 1: to be a problem the four of us here. It's
Speaker 1: going to be hard to live in the quarters. Are
Speaker 1: there just the two rooms? Yes? How big was the
Speaker 1: cellar originally? Was it larger than this? Are there other
Speaker 1: rooms filled up with debris? We might be able to
Speaker 1: open one of them? Perhaps? I really don't know. Tasso
Speaker 1: loosened her belt. She made herself comfortable on the cot,
Speaker 1: unbuttoning her shirt. You're sure you have no more cigarettes?
Speaker 1: I only had the one pack. Too bad. Maybe if
Speaker 1: we get back to your bunker we can find some.
Speaker 1: The other boot fell. Tasso reached up for the light cord.
Speaker 1: Good night, you're going to sleep, that's right. The room
Speaker 1: plunged into darkness. Hendrix got up and made his way
Speaker 1: past the curtain into the kitchen and stopped. Rigid. Rudy
Speaker 1: stood against the wall, his face white and gleaming. His
Speaker 1: mouth opened and closed, but no sounds came. Klaus stood
Speaker 1: in front of him, the muzzle of his pistol in
Speaker 1: Rudy's stomach. Neither of them moved. Klaus his hand tight
Speaker 1: around his gun, His features set, Rudy pale and silent.
Speaker 1: Spread eagled against the wall. What Hendrix muttered, but Klaus
Speaker 1: cut him off. Be quiet, Major, Come over here your gun.
Speaker 1: Get out your gun. Hendrix drew his pistol. What is it?
Speaker 1: Cover him? Klaus motioned him forward beside me. Hurry. Rudy
Speaker 1: moved a little, lowering his arms. He turned to Hendrix,
Speaker 1: licking his lips. The whites of his eyes shone wildly.
Speaker 1: Sweat dripped from his forehead down his cheeks. He fixed
Speaker 1: his gaze on Hendrix. Major, he's gone insane. Stop him.
Speaker 1: Rudy's voice was thin and hoarse, almost inaudible. What's going on?
Speaker 1: Hendrix demanded, without lowering his pistol. Klaus answered, Major, Remember
Speaker 1: a discussion the three varieties. We knew about one and three,
Speaker 1: but we didn't know about two. At least we didn't
Speaker 1: know before. Klaus's fingers tightened around the gun. But we
Speaker 1: didn't know before, but we know now. He pressed the trigger.
Speaker 1: A burst of white heat rolled out of the gun,
Speaker 1: licking around Rudy. Major, this is the second variety. Tasso
Speaker 1: swept the curtain aside Klaus. What did you do? Klaus
Speaker 1: turned from the charred form gradually sinking down the wall
Speaker 1: onto the floor. The second variety, Tasso. Now we know
Speaker 1: we have all three types identified. The danger is less I.
Speaker 1: Tasso stared past him at the remains of Rudy, at
Speaker 1: the blackened, smoldering fragments and bits of cloth. You killed
Speaker 1: him him? It you mean I was watching? I had
Speaker 1: a feeling, but I wasn't sure. At least I wasn't
Speaker 1: sure before, But this evening I was certain. Klaus rubbed
Speaker 1: his pistol butt nervously. We're lucky, don't you understand? Another
Speaker 1: hour and it might you were certain. Tasso pushed past
Speaker 1: him and bent down over the steaming remains on the floor.
Speaker 1: Her face became hard major siphy yourself, bones, flesh. Hendrix
Speaker 1: bent down beside her. The remains were human remains, seared flesh, charred, bone, fragments,
Speaker 1: part of a skull, ligaments, fischera blood, blood forming a
Speaker 1: pool against the wall. No wheels, Tusso said, calmly. She
Speaker 1: straightened up. No wheels, no parts, no relays, not a claw,
Speaker 1: not the second variety. She folded her arms. You're going
Speaker 1: to have to be able to explain this. Klaus sat
Speaker 1: down at the table. All the color drained suddenly from
Speaker 1: his face. He put his head in his hands and
Speaker 1: rocked back and forth. Snap out of it. Tusso's fingers
Speaker 1: closed over his shoulder. Why did you do it? Why
Speaker 1: did you kill him? He was frightened. Heinbrook said, all this,
Speaker 1: the whole thing building up around us. Maybe what then?
Speaker 1: What do you think I think he may have had
Speaker 1: a reason for killing Rudy, A good reason? What reason?
Speaker 1: Maybe Rudy learns something. Hendrix studied her bleak face about
Speaker 1: what he asked about him about Klaus end of Section two.