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¡°A Trace of Memor¡± is a short story published in full in 1963 by Keith Laumer, famous for science fiction and speculative fiction.
The novel exudes a mysterious atmosphere, raising curiosity about what various adventures will unfold as Legion, a military veteran, accepts Foster's offer.
Chapter 1 reads like an independent story in itself, but is a great introduction that foreshadows the exciting development of the entire novel. Laumer draws readers deeply into the story through his unique sharp writing style and psychological depth. It makes us look forward to what adventures they will have in the coming chapters and stimulates the reader's curiosity.
Summary
The main character, Legion, is living a ruined life and visits Foster after seeing an advertisement. Legion used to work for the Army Intelligence Agency, but was kicked out due to an accident, and has since lived a life of poverty, working as a private investigator, casino employee, and used car salesman.
Foster hopes to regain Legion's confidence by suggesting him do dangerous and adventurous things. Foster has been advertising for a long time and looking for someone like Legion.
The Legion is wary of Foster's proposal, but also has its doubts. Foster asks Legion if he knows anyone with amnesia...
Contents
CHAPTER I. I crumpled the newspaper
CHAPTER II. I glanced sideways at Foster
CHAPTER III. It was nearly four-thirty
CHAPTER IV. The two-hundred pound senorita with the wart on
CHAPTER V. It was almost sundown when Foster and I pushed
CHAPTER VI. I scrambled to the edge of the pit
CHAPTER VII. It was two hours later
CHAPTER VIII. I sat on the terrace watching the sun go down
CHAPTER IX. It was a few minutes after sunrise
CHAPTER X. I lay in the dark
CHAPTER XI. I sat at the kitchen table in Margareta's Lima apartment
CHAPTER XII. "You have a great deal to lose,"
CHAPTER XIII. I took the precaution of sneaking up on the lifeboat
CHAPTER XIV. It was banquet night at Rath-Gallion
CHAPTER XV. Gaudy hangings of purple cut the light of the sun to a rich
CHAPTER XVI. For a while I toyed with the idea of just chalking it up
CHAPTER XVII. It was not quite dawn when my task force settled down on
CHAPTER XVIII. I stood beside the royal couch