Edward Everett Evans

“ Hanlon flushed, but there was a sureness in his voice as he answered, that only the bitter experiences through which he had so recently passed, and which had matured him so greatly, could have brought.
“We've got to liberate Algon and capture those new battleships as quickly as possible, of course. But at the same time we must be trying to find out what planet or system Bohr came from, and take steps to see they can't harm us. That means we've got to exert every effort to get every single person who was working with or for Bohr, and especially to find out if he had any superiors.” ”

“ Hanlon turned to his father. “Your men here yet?”
“They're coming in as fast as they can get here.”
“Better examine those men from the freighter, and have your gang follow up all leads. They'll have to break down Bohr's hypnosis to get any information. Although,” he paused and his face grew thoughtful, “I'm wondering if anyone besides Bohr really knew all he was planning. I'm beginning to believe he was a lone wolf.”
Admiral Hawarden nodded in agreement. “I've been forced to the same belief.” ”

“ Something clicked in Hanlon's mind. “The emperor,” he exclaimed. “Maybe we'd better have another go at him. I'll bet his mind's a lot freer from that compulsion now, and perhaps he can remember more of what Bohr sealed away from his conscious memory.”
Hawarden nodded. “That's a good bet. I'll arrange it.”
Two hours later the emperor was free to receive them, and the four were soon closeted in his study.
“It's a strange, weird feeling, gentlemen,” he said when they had explained what they wanted. “It's almost like trying to read some other person's mind. ”