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51687	Westlake, Donald E.	The Spy in the Elevator			.txt	text/plain	6660	666	91	Linda lived down on the hundred fortieth floor, thirteen stories away. the elevator should arrive right now, I would still be almost a minute I went into a frenzy, and kicked the elevator door "The-elevator-is-disconnected." She said it very rapidly, as though she was bouncing off her like radiation off the Project force-screen. sir," she said, her voice low, "but I'm going to tell you, so you'll she leaned even closer to the screen--"there's a spy in the elevator." radiation-proof cars, hoping to get safely within another project and elevator, praying that the spy had been captured by now and that Linda door to the right of the elevator. the spy came out, waving a gun. "If I'm a spy," he said impatiently, "then I'm supposed to look for indications of an attack by you people on my Project." "They had it all their own way," he said.	./cache/51687.txt	./txt/51687.txt