"Uh-huh," he said.
"Still squeamish about space?"
He nodded.
"Poor Cal," she said, coming over to him. She curled up on his lap and put her head on his shoulder. "What are we going to do about it?"
"I'm going to give you the Key," he said.
She straightened up. "You don't mind if we use it—Tony and I?"
"Not at all."
"I'm going to punish you," she said. "I'm not going to tell what Murdoch's Hoard is until we bring it back."
Cal locked surprised. "All right," he said. "It's worthless anyway. I'll wait."
"You don't want to go along?"