She straightened up suddenly. “Who’s that working your communicators now?”
“That’s the robot-tracker you put on the Department of Cultures investigator on Ulphi,” the Viper informed her. “He wants to come in to tell you the lady’s got herself into some kind of jam with the population down there. Shall I switch him to the O-Ship and have the Agent-Trainee check and take over, if necessary?”
“Hold it!” Pagadan’s hands flew out towards the section of instrument panel controlling the communicators. “Not if it’s the D.C. girl! That would mess up all my plans. The tracker’s ready and equipped to see nothing happens to her before I get there. Just put that line through to me, fast!”
Some while later, she summoned Hallerock to the O-Ship’s communicator.
“ . . . So I’m picking you up in a few minutes and taking you on board the Viper. Central Lab w