"Case and Pringle are out on a mission," Trevor said. "I had expected them back…"
"They won't be coming back," said Sutton.
"You killed them," Trevor said, flatly.
"They tried to kill me first," said Sutton. "I'm awfully hard to kill."
"That would have been against my orders, Sutton. I do not want you killed."
"They were on their own," said Sutton. "They were going to sell my carcass to Morgan."
There was no way of telling, Sutton thought, how you hit this man. There was no difference of expression in his eyes, no faintest flicker of change across his face.
"I appreciate your killing them," said Trevor. "It saves me the bother."
He flicked a clip at the inkwell and it was a hit.
"It's logical," he said, "that a corporation should plan a million years ahead. It provides a framework within which a certain project may be carried forward without interruption although the personnel in charge should change from time to time."