Zimbardo, there was nothing wrong with the airbot,"
asserted a large man, standing before the pirate leader with a half
dozen of his partners. "I don't know what threw it back into the
elevator shaft and I don't know what made it explode-but there was
nothing wrong with it. The prisoners must have done something to it."
"These prisoners are more than asteroid miners! None of St. George's
men has the capability of knocking out two armed men the way those two
were knocked out. None of them has the know-how to disable a airbot!"
Zimbardo turned to his chief control officer. "Gene! Get me Lather
right away. Tell him to bring up all information he has on the
prisoners he brought in from Z25. Tell him to bring especially the
video-record of the prisoners." He turned back to the others. "You're
dismissed!"
Soon Lather appeared with a handful of records.
"Let's see the video-record first," said Zimbardo, and pushed his
computer a little closer to his lieutenant. The man inserted the disk.
In seconds, a view of the prisoners appeared on the screen, each one
shuffling by as they entered the Silver Cloud.
When all the prisoners had passed by, Zimbardo turned his head down in
disgust. Lather opened a file and brought out another disk. "I've got-"
he began.
"You fool!!" spat out Zimbardo through gritted teeth.
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