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"Your acquaintance proposes to come in here and kill me," Gelor said. "I have
no wish to fight him . . . you will help me build a fear-barrier to keep him
away?" Yahna matched his charming, crooked smile. "If I refuse?" "A woman of
your intelligence?" He laughed. "The decision is entirely in your
hands." Yahna shrugged. "I must refuse, in that case." "Uh. So be it, then."
Gelor was still smiling. "This way, if you please." Yahna let him see her
sigh, then pounced-and ran into Gelor's fist. Agony doubled her over, and
Gelor had the exodermic syringe out and had injected her before she hit the
floor. SPACEWAYS #1 OF ALIEN BONDAGE #2 CORUNDUM'S WOMAN #3 ESCAPE FROM
MACHO #4 SATANA ENSLAVED #5 MASTER OF MISFIT #6 PURRFECT PLUNDER #7
THE MANHUNTRESS #8 UNDER TWIN SUNS #9 IN QUEST OF QALARA #10 THE YOKE OF
SHEN #11 THE ICEWORLD CONNECTION #12 STAR SLAVER #13 JONUTA RISING! #14
ASSIGNMENT: HELLHOLE #15 STARSHIP SAPPHIRE #16 THE PLANET
MURDERER BERKLEY BOOKS, NEW YORK The poem Scarlet Hills copyright (c) 1982
by Ann Morris; used by permission of the author. SPACEWAYS #16:
THE PLANET MURDERER A Berkley Book / published by arrangement with the
author PRINTING HISTORY Berkley edition / March 1984 All rights reserved.
Copyright (c) 1984 by John Cleve. Cover illustration by Ken Barr. This book
may not be reproduced in whole or in part, by mimeograph or any other means,
without permission. For information address: Berkley Publishing Group, 200
Madison Avenue, New York, New York, 10016. ISBN: 0-425-06562-6 A BERKLEY
BOOK (r) TM 757,375 The name "BERKLEY" and the stylized "B" with design
are trademarks belonging to Berkley Publishing Corporation. PRINTED IN THE
UNITED STATES OF AMERICA For DWIGHT V. SWAIN- 1 elbow, 2 knees, 6 balls and
considerable respect SCARLET HILLS Alas, fair ones, my time has come. I
must depart your lovely home- Seek the bounds of this galaxy To find what
lies beyond. (chorus) Scarlet hills and amber skies, Gentlebeings with loving
eyes; All these I leave to search for a dream That will cure the wand'rer in
me. You say it must be glamorous For those who travel out through space. You
know not the dark, endless night Nor the solitude we face. (reprise
chorus) I know not of my journey's end Nor the time nor toll it will have me
spend. But I must see what I've never seen And know what I've never
known. Scarlet hills and amber skies, Gentlebeings with loving eyes; All
these I leave to search for a dream That will cure the wand'rer in me. -Ann
Morris It's a wicked world. And when a clever man turns his brain to crime,
it's the worst of all. -S. Holmes, detective 1 Death, at midnight, goes
a-dancing, Tapping on a tomb with talon thin . -Henri Cazalis He came into the
Labyrinth and onto the monitor in Pearl's pleasure-bowl just after eight, just
as the Handsome Man had said he would. A freak. A strange broad-shouldered
near-giant over 190 sems tall. Though he was lean enough, he showed a heavy
musculature on that 1.9-plus meters of height; a musculature uncommon except
among slaves. He looked as if he'd actually worked. Manual labor, even. The
aspect that really distinguished him and made him unique (a freak, many would
say) was not his height or physique. It was his skin. His skin was purple,
incredibly, with a bizarre amethyst glow. Swallowing, Pearl watched him pause