I tried a switch. The lights were off because of the cut conduit. I found a hand light in a drawer and turned it on. They had done a pretty good job of putting it all back together. I thrilled with exhilaration. I was out of their vicious hands. But now I must make my call. A few short words with Lombar Hisst and the whole situation would be saved! Guns trained on the spot where the tug would arrive, one fusillade and they'd plunge a mile straight down into the chasm at the fortress edge. An unarmed, unarmored tug—nothing to it! I grabbed a communications unit. It was dead. I rushed into the outer office and stabbed my identoplate at the huge computer console that should connect with everybody. Nothing happened! Heller had severed all the conduits and not put them back! Well, all right. I would rush out to a street message center and place the call through civilian circuits. Swiftly I sped into the night. The dull light of a message center loomed. I eagerly dived in. I reached in my pocket for coins.
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