"May not be ethical, Fenton"--quietly--"but it certainly is good
sense to shoot first and explain later when you're handling a chap
like Avec. Better make preparations, too."
I objected. I pointed out what I have already mentioned; that,
together with the ring, the Rhamda offered our only clues to the
Blind Spot. Destroy the man and we would destroy one of our two
hopes of rescuing our friends from the unthinkable fate that had
overtaken them.
"No"--decisively. "We don't want to kill; we want to KEEP him.
Bullets won't do. I see no reason, however, why you shouldn't load
that thing with cartridges containing chemicals which would have
an effect similar to that of a gas bomb. Once you can make him
helpless, so that you can put those steel bracelets on him, we'll
see how dangerous he is with his hands behind him!"
"I get you"--thoughtfully. "I know a chemist who will make up
'Paralysis' gas for me, in the form of gelatine capsules. Shoot
'em at the Rhamda; burst upon striking. Safe enough for me, and
yet put him out of business long enough to fit him with the
jewellery."
"That's the idea."
But I had other notions about handling the Rhamda. Being satisfied
that mere strength and agility were valueless against him, I
concluded that he, likewise realising this, would be on the
lookout for any possible trap.
Consequently, if I hoped to keep the man, and force him to tell us
what we wanted to know, then I must make use of something other
than physical means.
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