"Too bad, Jonner," he said. "I don't like the stuff Marscorp's pulling, and I think you know I don't have anything to do with it.
"I want to win, but I want to win fair and square. If there's anything I can do to help...."
"Haven't got a spare G-boat in your pocket, have you?" retorted Jonner, with a rueful smile.
Baat pulled at his jowls.
"The Marsward isn't carrying G-boats," he said regretfully. "They all belong to the port, and Marscorp's got them so tied up you'll never get a sniff of one. But if you want to get back to your ship, Jonner, I can take you up to Phobos with me, as my guest."
Jonner shook his head.
"I figure on taking the Radiant Hope back to Earth," he said. "But I'm not blasting off without cargo until it's too late for me to beat you on the run."
"You sure? This'll be my last ferry trip. The Marsward blasts off for Earth at 0300 tomorrow."
"No, thanks, Russo. But I will appreciate your taking my ship's doctor, Dr. Elden, up to Phobos."
"Done!" agreed Baat. "Let's go, Dr. Elden. The G-boat leaves Marsport in two hours."