 Which word least describes McIvers?
Brightside Crossing by Alan E. Nourse JAMES BARON was not pleased to hear that he had had a visitor when he reached the Red Lion that evening. He had no stomach for mysteries, vast or trifling, and there were pressing things to think about at this time. Yet the doorman had flagged him as he came in from the street: “A thousand pardons, Mr. Baron. Street trade was discouraged at the Red Lion, gently but persuasively; the patrons were few in number. Across to the right was a group that Baron knew vaguely—Andean climbers, or at least two of them were. Then he settled back and waited impatiently for the intruder who demanded his time without justifying it. I guess I was about ten when Wyatt and Carpenter made the last attempt—that was in 2082, I think. After that, I followed Sanderson’s work in the Twilight Lab up there and began to get Brightside into my blood, sure as death. Did you ever know Tom Mikuta? He was a major in the Interplanetary Service for some years and hung onto the title after he gave up his commission. I first met him on Venus; we spent five years together up there doing some of the nastiest exploring since the Matto Grasso. I’d always liked the Major—he was big and quiet and cool, the sort of guy who always had things figured a little further ahead than anyone else and always knew what to do in a tight place. Too many men in this game are all nerve and luck, with no judgment.
 stubborn
 fidgety  experienced  lucky  stubborn