"I am."
The policeman's voice was flat, hard, and dry. "Did you know there was a dead man aboard your spacecraft?"
Paul blanched. Stacey had said—
"Uh-huh. Y'do. Paul Grayson, I arrest you for implications in the murder of John Stacey. Better come quietly. And remember that anything you say may be used as evidence against you!"
Stacey!
The world took a quick spin about Paul's head.
Stacey!
There was sudden motion and the quick, lashed Snap! of handcuffs while Paul's tired mind was still racing in the dream-world of complete disbelief. He went woodenly with the policeman.
Behind him, he heard Haedaecker say, "And now it is murder, to boot!"