Scotty groaned. "If they go now, that means we won't get any sleep."
"You hadn't better plan on going with the troopers," Duke said. "They probably prefer to handle things their own way. Besides, it might mean waiting all day. I'd say it was more important for you to get that film developed. I don't suppose you saw the name of the ship Marbek was getting his stuff from?"
"I didn't even think about it," Rick confessed. "I planned to, then when the time came it slipped my mind completely. I was too busy flying the plane and taking pictures."
Duke looked at the camera curiously. Rick had described it to him. "It's hard to believe that you actually got pictures at night. I'm anxious to see them."
"Me, too," Scotty agreed.
"Let's get organized," Barrows said. "First of all, how do you plan to get the film developed?"
"There's a lab in New York that gives 24-hour service. They can develop infrared, too. I hate to think how much they will charge me."
"Can individual frames of the film be blown up and made into decent pictures?"
Rick nodded. "The result looks a little grainy, but it can be done."
"All right. Give me exclusive rights to use the pictures and the paper will pay for them. Let me have the film and the address of the lab. I'll send Jerry to New York with them first thing this morning. Then we can have them back tomorrow. Is that okay with you?"