"Mack Reynolds - Day After Tomorrow" - читать интересную книгу автора (Reynolds Mack)

pounds."

"Now look, Zusanette," Larry said reasonably. "I don't know exactly how
much money weighs, not exactly, but let's say a pound would be, say, a
thousand bills." He took a pencil up from the desk and scribbled on a pad
before him. "A pound of fifties would be $50,000. Then if you multiplied
that by 2,000 pounds to make a ton, you'd have $100,000,000. And you
say there's tons and tons?"

"And that's just the fifties," Susan said triumphantly. "So you can see
the two little packages I picked up aren't really important at all. It's just
like I found them."

"I don't think there'd be anything like a thousand bills in a pound,"
Steve said weakly.

Larry said, "How much other money is there? I mean besides the
fifties?"

"Oh, piles. Whole rooms. Rooms after rooms. And hundred dollar bills,
and twenties, and fives and tens."

Larry said, "Look Zusanette, everything makes it obvious that you are in
no position to be telling us whoppers. This whole story doesn't make sense,
does it?"

Her mouth tightened. "I'm not going to say anything more until Daddy
gets here anyway," she said.

Which was when the phone rang.

The screen lit up and LaVerne Polk said, "There's a call for Steve
Hackett, Larry."

Larry pushed the phone screen around so that Steve could look into it.
LaVerne was faded off and was replaced by a stranger in uniform. Steve
said, "Yeah?"

"Flown the coop, sir. Must have got out just minutes before we arrived.
Couldn't have taken more than a suitcase. Few papers scattered around
the room he used for an office. By the looks of things he was ready to take
off just any time at all."

Susan gasped. "You mean Daddy?"

Steve Hackett rubbed a hand over his flattened nose. "Holy smokes," he
said. He thanked the cop and flicked off.

Larry said, "Look Zusanette, everything's going to be all right. Nothing
is going to happen to you. You say you managed to pick up two packets of