Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
death-struggle, lashing out with flames of poison. Die now—die now—die now —" Evelyn Kane awoke, breathing slowly and painfully. The top of the cubicle was bulging inward on her chest, and it seemed likely that a rib or two was broken. How long ago? Years? Minutes? She had no way of Die now—die now—die now —" The votron had awakened her with its heart-breaking code message, and her countrymen had either definitely won—or lost. But life, now doled out by the second, was too delicious to abandon outer shell. Then had come that final interview with her father. The "No. I shall die here." destroy both globes in the moment of our inevitable defeat. If they are battle." our secret if and when our experiments prove successful." finality. would she die. She reached out her hand, felt for the all-important key, and gasped in dismay. The mahogany box containing the key had burst its metal bonds It was a shattered ruin. months since he had seen a woman. But then, his orders were to shoot. Yes, he would shoot. Evelyn turned in profile to the beam-gun and stretched luxuriously, hoping that her grimace of pain could not be detected. With satisfaction, she sensed a sudden change of determination in the mind He had seen her uniform, but that deterred him not a whit. Afterwards, he would call up the squad. Finally, they would kill her and move on. Women auxiliaries had no business here, anyway. Hips dipping, Evelyn sauntered into the shattered copse. The man moved faster, though still trying to approach quietly. Most of the radions in the mile-high ceiling had been destroyed, and the light was poor. He The inquisitor leaned forward, frowning at the girl before him. "Name?" "Evelyn Kane." The eyes of the inquisitor widened. "So you admit to a Terran name. Well, Terran, you are charged with having stolen passage on a supply He was prepared for a last-ditch denial. He would cut it short, have the guards remove her, and execution would follow immediately. In a So that was it. Buy her freedom by betraying fugitive Terrans. Well, he guards, and they walked out of the hut, exchanging sly winks with one another. Evelyn Kane crossed her arms across her chest and felt her broken rib gingerly. The inquisitor stared up at her in sadistic admiration. He would certainly be on hand for the execution. His anticipation was cut short with a horrible realization. Under the paralyzing force of a mind seal at its bottom. The man's pen scratched away obediently. Evelyn Kane smiled gently at the impotent, inwardly raging inquisitor. She took the paper, folded it, and placed it in a pocket in her blouse. "Call the guards," she ordered. and sent to the Office of the Occupational Commandant, Zone One, for auditing. Evelyn was extremely careful with her mental probe as she descended from the transport. The Occupational Commandant would undoubtedly be high-born and telepathic. He must not have occasion to suspect a stories high, reasonably intact. coughs of a Faeg pistol and began to feel sick. A woman in the green uniform of the Scythe auxiliary came in, whispered something to the guard, and then told Evelyn to follow her. In the anteroom a grey cat looked her over curiously, and Evelyn frowned. She might have to get rid of the cat if she stayed here. Under certain circumstances the animal could prove her deadliest enemy. some answer that would keep him from checking with the inquisitor. It "Yes?" he was the soul of graciousness. S'ria Gerek began to dictate loudly into her mechanical transcriber. Evelyn cleared her throat, averted her eyes, and with some effort, managed a delicate flush. "I meant to say, I thought I would be happier working for—working here. So I asked for a transfer." cut loose from the enemy globe. But you do your work well"—winking He stopped, and his face took on a hunted look of mingled fear and anxiety. He appeared to listen. Evelyn tensed her mind to receive and deceive a mental probe. She was certain now that the Zone Commandant was high-born and telepathic. The chances were only fifty-fifty that she could delude him for any length would let her dance for him. The questing probe withdrew as idly as it had come, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She could not hope to deceive a suspicious telepath cut black hair and the two sparkling red-gemmed rings—apparently identical—on his right hand seemed to denote a certain fastidiousness and unconscious superiority. To Evelyn the jeweled fingers bespoke an "Now that the long battle is over, there is little left to divert me." eyes met, and he started imperceptibly. Evelyn Kane felt a horrid chill creeping over her. The man's hair was white, now, and his proud face lined with deep furrows, but there could be no mistake. It was Gordon, Lord Kane. warms me to know that I am cruel and wanton, and worthy of my trust." more quickly by killing the man who controlled the pile area. On the contrary if she could get him interested in her— officer, his eyes still closed and arms folded, sank to the ground, face up. Blood was running from a tiny hole in his forehead. The man leaning on the balustrade turned and looked at Evelyn, at first with amused contempt, then with narrowing, questioning eyes. "Come here," he ordered. completely. and following the thinly-clad dancer with narrowed eyes. Music, soft and subtle, floated from his communications box, illegally tuned to an officer's club somewhere. Evelyn made the rhythm part of her as she swayed slowly on tiptoe. of metal wire, which Evelyn recognized as being feed for an amateur stereop projector. He placed the reel in a projector that had been installed in the wall, flicked off the table luminar, and both of them Evelyn studied the trio with growing wonder. The old man and the boy were complete strangers. But the woman—! "But— "Similarity! Bah! That loop of hair over her right forehead hid a scar identical to yours. I have had the individual frames analyzed!" Evelyn's hands knotted unconsciously. She forced her body to relax, but her mind was racing. This introduced another variable to be controlled in her plan for destruction. She "Is that all he said?" its kind on all the planets of the Tharn suns, a mineralogical freak, but I guess he found another. But why should I want two of them?" Evelyn crossed the room and returned the ring. "Existence is so full of mysteries, isn't it?" murmured Perat. "Sometimes it seems unfortunate that we must pass through a sentient . "Some fool inquisitor can't show proper disposition of a woman prisoner." Evelyn's heart skipped a beat. "Indeed?" "The wretch insists that he could remember if we would just let him alone. I suppose he took a bribe. You'll find one now and then who tries for a little extra profit." She must absolutely not be seen by the condemned inquisitor. The stimulus would almost certainly make him remember. perfume and rubbed her ear lobes casually. "Odd smell," commented Perat, wrinkling his nose. "Odd scent," corrected Evelyn cryptically. She was thinking about the earnest faces of the mentors as they instructed her carefully in pointed out, caused almost immediate edema. The lungs filled rapidly with the serum and the victim ... drowned. The perfume she possessed over-stimulated, in some unknown way, the adrenals of frightened

<question>:
Does the story have a good ending?

<options>:
A Unclear, the story ends as Evelyn enters a dangerous situation
B Yes, Evelyn successfully infiltrates the enemy's ranks
C Unclear, Evelyn will likely succeed but the ending fails to confirm this
D No, Evelyn gets caught

<answer>:

A