"Murray Leinster - Talents,Incorporated" - читать интересную книгу автора (Leinster Murray)

tranquil world of glamor and happiness. But he was on
Kandar now. He served in its space-navy, and he foresaw
Kandar becoming what Tralee had become. He felt such
hatred and rebellion toward Mekin, that he could not
notice a pretty girl. He was getting ready for the savage
last battle of the space-fleet of Kandar, which would fight
in the great void until it was annihilated. There was nothing
else to do if one was not to submit to the arrogant tyranny
that already lorded it over twenty-two subject planets and
might extend itself indefinitely throughout the galaxy.
He moved to verify again the complete pulverizing of the
ashes in the fireplace.
The communicator buzzed. He pressed the answer button.
A voice said, " Sir, the space-liner Vestis reports breakout
from overdrive. Now driving for port. Message ends. "

Bors's eyes popped wide. He'd heard exactly that only
minutes ago! It could be coincidence, but it was a very
remarkable one. The man Morgan had come to him to tell
him that. If he'd come for some other reason, and merely
made a guess, it could be coincidence. But he'd come
only to tell Bors that he could be useful! And it was
impossible, at a destination-port, to know when a ship
would break out of overdrive! Einstein's data on the
anomalies of time at speeds near that of light naturally did
not apply to overdrive speeds above it. Nobody could
conceivably predict when a ship from many light-years
away would arrive! But Morgan had! It was impossible!
He'd said something else that was impossible, too. He'd
said there was a Mekinese cruiser on the sea-floor of
Kandar, where it could blast all the local fleet--which was
ready to fight but vulnerable to a single fusion-bomb. If
such a thing happened, the impending disaster would be
worse than intolerable. To Bors it would mean dying
without a chance to strike even the most futile of blows at
the enemy.
He hesitated a long minute. Morgan's errand had been to
make a prediction and give a warning, to gain credence for
what he could do later. The prediction was fulfilled. But
the warning....
An enemy cruiser in ambush on Kandar was a possibility
that simply hadn't been considered--hadn't even occurred
to anyone. But once it was mentioned it seemed horribly
likely. There was no time for a search at random, but if
Morgan had been right about one thing he might have
some way to know about another.
Bors gave curt orders to his subordinates in the work of
record-destruction. He went out of the building to the
greensward mall that lay between the ministries of the
government, and headed for the palace at its end. The