“The Plutonians killed her,” Duncan said. “She turned off her Helmet, and they killed her.”
Hartman was staring at a lead box attached to the spacesuit. “They sent the radium!”
Duncan’s lips twisted in a bitter smile. With a quick movement he went to the controls and turned the cruiser into a new course. On the visiplate, the Maid began to draw away.
Olcott said, “How long will it take us to get back to Earth?”
“We’re not going back.” Duncan’s voice held no emotion.
“What?”
“Andrea’s dead. The Plutonians killed her. You and Hartman helped.”
Olcott’s big body seemed to tense. “Don’t be a fool. What good will it do to murder us? What’s done is done. You—”
“I’m not going to murder you,” Duncan said. “The Plutonians will take care of that.”
“You’re crazy!”