"I don't know that they murdered him!" She blinked back tears. "You're trying to confuse me!" And a favorite saying of her husband's came into her mind: "A conference is a group of people making a difficult job out of what one person could do easily." The room suddenly seemed too close and oppressive.
"Why have I been dragged into this conference?" she demanded. "Why?"
"We were hoping you'd assist us in capturing that space ship," said Langsmith.
"Me? Assist you in...."
"Someone has to get a bomb past the force screens at the door—the ones that keep sand and dirt out of the ship. We've got to have a bomb inside."
"But why me?"
"They're used to seeing you wheel in the master recorder on that cart," said Langsmith. "We thought of putting a bomb in...."
"No!"
"This has gone far enough," said Speidel. He took a deep breath, started to rise.
"Wait," said Langsmith.