Laniq came so close Tedor could have reached out and touched her. The zipper on her blouse had been closed hastily half-way, revealing white throat and curving breasts.
“Give me the pistol,” Laniq said.
Tedor looked at her, snorted in disbelief. But he put the weapon in his pocket and told her, “Go ahead and talk.”
Laniq grasped his shoulder impulsively. “Barwan, you’ve got to listen! We can make a quick tour through time, just hitting the high spots. I can show you things; I can show you a man from our own time behind every important dictator in history. We’ve beaten them all along the line, so you don’t have to worry about it. Except for the twentieth century. It’s a crucial age, Barwan, and we’re not winning. The whole course of future history might be changed if we don’t.
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