End of the Game

PERIL POINTS

With voluptuous Pamela Thrushwell at his side, Remo punched out 242 on the machine, and saw the numbers replaced by letters: "PLEASE TELL ME HOW WELL YOU DID."

"We killed the man and the woman," said Remo.

"YOU LIE. I CAN SEE YOU YOU AND THE BIG•BREASTED BRIT TROUBLEMAKER," said the machine.

"Take a hike," Remo said.

Suddenly the machine's cash drawer opened.

A stack of hundred dollar bills appeared.

"What's,this for?"

"FOR YOU. WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU WANT?"

"To destroy you," Remo said. "I am coming to kill you."

The machine blinked as if in some sort of insane joy. Then it flashed out:

"CONGRATULATIONS, WHOEVER YOU ARE. YOU ARE WORTH 50,000 POINTS."

The game was on—until death turned it off.