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They entered a pit, entered Foyle's yawl and uncorked. Foyle took a bottle and a
sting ampule from a cabinet. He poured a drink and handed it to Kempsey. He
hefted the ampule in his palm, smiling. Kempsey drank the whiskey, still dazed,
His own yawl was under guard. A fifth of a second after Foyle arrived at the field,
the pursuers from the monastery jaunted in. He looked around desperately. He
was surrounded by half a regiment of Commandos, all under acceleration, ...
Still under acceleration, never pausing to see if anyone was inside the yawl, he
shot forward to controls, tripped the release lever, and as the yawl started to float
up the anti-grav beam, threw on full 10-G propulsion. He was not strapped into ...
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Review: The Stars My DestinationUser Review - Bart - Goodreads
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