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Stop Look and Dig
Stop Look and Dig
Stop Look and Dig
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The enlightened days of mental telepathy and ESP should have made the world a better place, but the minute the Rhine Institute opened up, all the crooks decided it was time to go collegiate!
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Release dateApr 21, 2016
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    Stop Look and Dig - George O. Smith

    Stop Look and Dig

    by George O. Smith

    Start Publishing LLC

    Copyright © 2015 by Start Publishing LLC

    All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever.

    First Start Publishing eBook edition July 2015

    Start Publishing is a registered trademark of Start Publishing LLC

    Manufactured in the United States of America

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    ISBN 13: 978-1-68299-924-0

    Stop Look and Dig

    by George O. Smith

    The enlightened days of mental telepathy and ESP should have made the world a better place, but the minute the Rhine Institute opened up, all the crooks decided it was time to go collegiate!

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    Someone behind me in the dark was toting a needle-ray. The impression came through so strong that I could almost read the filed-off serial number of the thing, but the guy himself I couldn’t dig at all. I stopped to look back but the only sign of life I could see was the fast flick of taxicab lights as they crossed an intersection about a half mile back. I stepped into a doorway so that I could think and stay out of the line of fire at the same time.

    The impression of the needle-ray did not get any stronger, and that tipped me off. The bird was following me. He was no peace-loving citizen because honest men do not cart weapons with the serial numbers filed off. Therefore the character tailing me was a hot papa with a burner charge labelled Steve Hammond in his needler.

    I concentrated, but the only impression I could get would have specified ninety-eight men out of a hundred anywhere. He was shorter than my six-feet-two and lighter than my one-ninety. I could guess that he was

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