"The Space Patrol!"
"You summoned them!" snarled one captor.
"No—"
"Liar!"
"I swear not."
"We believe not!"
Down out of the clear sky came the Terran Patrol in battle formation. With the precision that spoke volumes, the space pattern flowed from the closed cylinder to a lenticular disk and the massed ships of the task force sped across the city at fifty thousand feet.
"They've come for you!"
"No," swore Guy.
"They'll not get you!"