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.ps 16
.CW
IT TAKES THREE
.R

.PP
.ps 10
On the night Werner had decided to quit, a two\-man team was dispatched
to separate him from the job.  Neither side of the dispute was aware
of the other's current disposition.  Perhaps communication would have
alleviated the need for violence...
.PP
.ps 10
P steered the transport over the landing zone as T anxiously tensed
and untensed his grip on the the straps of his crash web.  At last,
they were going to see this wretched little town for themselves.
.PP
.ps 10
Exiting the vehicle they observed strict silence.  P never said
anything\(emhe didn't have to.  T had to work harder at the discipline
but he was making real progress.  Stubbing his toe on the way down the
ramp, he stopped, eyes ablaze, but simply bit his tongue.  Noticing
the small triumph, P nodded his approval.
.PP
.ps 10
A short hike to the apartment complex and the men took up positions
around the main entrance.  When a preliminary scan by their ship
confirmed Werner's apartment was empty, they climbed the staircase to
his balcony door and gained entry via special access methods and
procedures.  Namely, entering a master code that appeared nowhere in
the manufacturer's documentation.
.PP
.ps 10
Several hours later Werner drug himself in the front door.  It had
taken him quite a while to trudge all the way back to the city after
his ride had flashed a cancellation.  All he wanted to do was take a
hot bath and drown his considerable sorrows in a mug of hot chocolate.
.PP
.ps 10
"Sorry, pal, we drank it all," T said.
.PP
.ps 10
Werner noticed the intruders for the first time.  "I see," he said,
and sat down opposite his guests at the kitchen table.  "Can I offer
you any other refreshments?  I'm afraid I don't have any alcohol or
cigarettes." P could sense T revving to go and cut him off with a
final sweep of his arm.  "We're good," he said, for the both of them.
.PP
.ps 10
Werner placed both of his palms flat on the table.  "So," he said, "To
business, then?" There was a certain pleading in his tired, gray eyes.
.PP
.ps 10
P continued to stare.  "Quite so.  We're here about the report."
.PP
.ps 10
"Oh, that old thing," snapped Werner.
.PP
.ps 10
"As you are no doubt aware, many readers have found themselves
dissatisfied with your recent output.  We're here to help get you back
on track.  Failing that..." P trailed off.
.PP
.ps 10
"You're too late," Werner blurted out.  "I've decided to quit." At
this, T rocked back and forth in his seat, increasingly agitated by the
rising potential for action.  This time, P made no move to tamp down
his enthusiasm.
.PP
.ps 10
P himself stopped.  "You can't just quit.  In fact, we've brought
along some sample material, to help get you started."
.PP
.ps 10
P threw the latches on his satchel and Werner eyed the stack of papers
suspiciously.
.PP
.ps 10
The pages were scarcely legible, but did seem to be scrawled in his
hand.