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IT was only natural that both Doctor Madren and Jim Stevens should reach to restore the fallen sword cane. Doctor Madren was the nearest. His chubby hands picked up the sheath. The top twisted loose.
The psychiatrist's brilliant blue eyes glittered. Extended in his hand was a steel blade, fine and slender at the point as a stiletto. The point was covered with a sticky, dark substance.