“It is not complete yet, of course,” said Hunter soberly. “I cannot guarantee that the remaining
searches will not take longer.”
“I understand,” said Dr. Redfield.
“Where did you locate MC 3?” Dr. Chin shook long black hair out of her face.
“In central Europe,” said Hunter. He hoped he would never have to tell them about the time travel
device and so always tried to be vague in his answers to the Committee. Since he was performing
his duties acceptably, they had not argued with him. “Naturally, all three gestalt robots that are in
custody have been placed in a secure location.”
“You’re as efficient as usual,” said Professor Post, his smile bright in his black beard. “What
information do you have about your next mission?”
“For MC 4, I have a lead in Eastern Europe at this time,” said Hunter.
“Eastern Europe?” Dr. Chin raised her eyebrows. “So close to the site of MC 3’s hiding place?”
“This is the information I have,” said Hunter carefully. “I assume it is correct.”
“You have remained on a very tight schedule,” said Dr. Khanna, a native of India. “You have
retrieved one missing gestalt robot each day since you began. I look forward to seeing the
completion of your duties. Personally, however, I would still like a report on your activities to
date.”
“As I said before, no guarantee of consistent future results can be made,” said Hunter. He
deliberately answered only Dr. Khanna’s first concern.
“Come now,” said Dr. Khanna. “Suppose we do not ask for a guarantee, but merely a prediction.
Do you have any reason to believe that the next mission, for instance, will be more difficult than
the previous ones?”
“I consider each mission to be a blank slate,” said Hunter. “The specific answer to your question
is ‘no,’ but I have virtually no knowledge of what I shall face.”
“You’re very cautious, as always,” said Dr. Chin. “I’m sure that’s fine with us. Good luck.”
“Yes, Hunter,” said Dr. Redfield quickly. “We are not pressuring you.”
“I should begin the next mission,” said Hunter. “If you have no more questions, I shall get
started.”
“Of course,” said Professor Post. “Good hunting.”
“I am not ready to sign off,” said Dr. Khanna suddenly. “I still wish to hear a report on your
activities to date. Is there some reason you will not give it?”
“I am seeking the highest efficiency possible,” Hunter said carefully. Privately, that meant
concealing the existence of time travel; he felt that widespread knowledge of it would harm
humanity as a whole, so his adherence to the First Law would not allow him to reveal it.
“Come on, Dr. Khanna,” said Dr. Chin wearily. “We should let him get back to work. Good-bye,
Hunter.”
Dr. Khanna disconnected abruptly, without speaking.
As Hunter broke his connection, Steve and Jane came into the office.
“Morning, Hunter,” said Steve cheerfully. “What’s next on the agenda?”
“Good morning,” said Jane, with a smile. Highlights in her long brown hair brightened the little
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