The stars my destination
In this pulse-quickening novel, Alfred Bester imagines a future in which people "jaunte" a thousand miles with a single thought, where the rich barricade themselves in labyrinths and protect themselves with radioactive hit men--and where an inarticulate outcast is the most valuable and dangerous man alive.
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As always, when he returned from a stormy civil court session in Leningrad,
Regis Sheffield was pleased and complacent, rather like a cocky prizefighter
who's won a tough fight. He stopped off at Blekmann's in Berlin for a drink and
some war ...
Bunny, Sheffield's assistant, jaunted into the private office. "Chief!" he shouted in
excitement. "Something brant/ new's turned up. A lech-jaunte! Two society kids
bribed a C-class tart to— Ooop. Sorry. Didn't realize you had—" Bunny broke off ...
The Jack-jaunters were not interested in literature. Sheffield threw Foyle down on
the floor. Only then did he take a gun from his pocket. Foyle's eyelids fluttered; his
eyes opened. "You're drugged," Sheffield said rapidly. "Don't try to jaunte.
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This book was published in 1956 – a time when traveling to the moon would still be science fiction for quite a few years. Many of its ideas were astonishing then and its plot of blind revenge ... Read full review