Lynn shrugged slim shoulders. "It wouldn't make any difference. He is not stationed on Mars."
Horn jumped to his feet. "You will help me?"
"If I can."
"Can you get me the ship?"
"I suppose. But we'll have to wait for night. It is dangerous to do anything now. Ten thousand credits. Lazar wants you awful bad. He offered five for both McLean and Sanderson."
"I was very close to Lazar in the Security Police. I know too much."
"We all make mistakes."
"I envy your logic. But I can't see it that way. I was considered too good an agent to make a mistake."
"It's too late to cry over it now. When it is dark I'll contact—a friend—and have the space ship ready."