"Vortexes aren't deadly."
"A local anaesthetic would be a killer-weapon if you could numb up a man's trigger finger only," grinned Guy. "Might as well be dead as sleeping it off on Ertene."
"I get you. How about raiding Sahara Base?"
"We might duck their mounted stuff. I wish I knew what they are doing with the vortex projectors."
"Let's wake up the commanding officer of the convoy and ask. He'd know."
"Good idea," said Maynard, and gave the order over the phone.
Eventually, the man was brought in. He was indignant, defeated, angry, and anxious about his future in turns, and his emotions changed from one to the other swiftly. He was Sector Commander Neville.
"What is the meaning of this outrage?" he asked. "I know you. You're the renegade, Maynard."
"Stop it!" exploded Harrison. "He is Guy Maynard, and a better man than you and I, Neville."