He wondered how long they'd wait.
He sat down in the pilot's chair and glanced at the gauges. Then he flipped on the view panels and looked outside at the trees.
It had been a lot of fun. But——
"No use taking foolish chances," he told himself.
He reached for the starting bar, then hesitated.
"Wait a minute," he told himself. "Who's the prime minister around here, anyway? I can——"
He sat back, thinking. Of course. It was such a beautifully simple idea. Really foolproof. He should have thought of it before.
There would be only the few of them in that private conversation. He should have realized that. They'd present no difficulty. The wardens? He snorted.
Just a bunch of dressed-up idiots. No trouble there. Anyway, only one of them was directly concerned. And he wouldn't really know what was going on. Only the claimant would know. He laughed.
"Wonder just how it feels to get ordered around like that?"