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"Yeah, that's true," Dumont admitted. He avoided their eyes, and his voice was surly. "I thought that was how it was, and I asked Woller. He just laughed at me and told me to forget it." The screen seethed momentarily with anger. "That son of a Khooghra thinks he's chief, not me. One word from me and he does just what he damn pleases!"
"Now you're being smart, Piet," Fane said. "Let's start all over. . . ."
A constabulary corporal was at the controls of the car Jack had rented from the hotel; Gerd had taken his place in one of the two constabulary cars. The third car shuttled between them, and all three talked back and forth by radio.
"Mr. Holloway." It was the trooper in the car Gerd had been piloting. "Your partner's down on the ground; he just called me with his portable. He's found a cracked prawn-shell."
"Keep talking; give me direction," the corporal at the controls said, lifting up.
In a moment, they sighted the other car, hovering over a narrow ravine on the left bank of the stream. The third car was coming in from the north. Gerd was still squatting on the ground when they let down beside him. He looked up as they jumped out.
"This is it, Jack," he said. "Regular Fuzzy job."
So it was. Whatever they had used, it hadn't been anything sharp; the head was smashed instead of being cleanly severed. The shell, however, had been broken from underneath in the standard manner, and all four mandibles had been broken off for picks. They must have all eaten at the prawn, share alike. It had been done quite recently.
They sent the car up, and while all three of them circled about, they went up the ravine on foot, calling: "Little Fuzzy! Little Fuzzy!" They found a footprint, and then another, where seepage water had moistened the ground. Gerd was talking excitedly into the portable radio he carried slung on his chest.
"One of you, go ahead a quarter of a mile, and then circle back. They're in here somewhere."
"I see them! I see them!" a voice whooped out of the radio. "They're going up the slope on your right, among the rocks!"
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