"So that's why you were so frantic for the plane," he said. "You're planning an attack."
Burr said fiercely, "You should've let me kill him when I wanted to, Twist. And we should've left the plane where it was. Then they wouldn't have got suspicious."
"Maybe so," said Twist, and nodded. "Maybe so. On the other hand, if he is telling the truth, it might make all the difference."
There was a clattering on the loft stair, a man running up the steps. He came in and nodded to Burr and Twist.
"Sawyer says, bring the prisoner down—and hurry!"
CHAPTER V
Sawyer was standing in the middle of the room, talking rapidly to the chiefs of the Indianas and the Illinois. The Indiana chief was old and fat and lazy, but the Chief of the Illinois was young, heavy-jowled and hard-eyed, the type that is born suspicious and never gets over it.
Sawyer turned to look at Price. He was intent and wire-drawn, a man poised on the brink of great happenings, at that crucial point from which he may still choose whether to advance or retreat. Price bore his gaze steadily, and it was not easy to do, because the eyes of this tough old man seemed to be laying bare everything within him.
"But you can't take him there," said the Illinois Chief violently, looking also at Price. "The biggest secret on Earth, and if he's a spy—"