Mutiny

by Larry Offenbecker

MUTINY

by LARRY OFFENBECKER

This mercy rocket was Rawson's first command;
and his last, it seemed—for mutineers had taken
over, then lost the ship in a quicksand pool.

[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
Planet Stories Fall 1945.
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]

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Captain Todd Rawson snapped angry eyes at the directional needle that indicated that his space ship the Star Flight was holding steady to her course like a bullet. He had ordered differently.

He was savagely kicking back his chair when the televisor leaped into life.

"Calling the Star Flight," the control officer from Saturn intoned, "Calling the Star Flight."

Rawson clicked a switch, continued to glare at the directional needle. "Rawson—Star Flight." His voice was richly vibrant and charged with emotion. "Running into spatial storm. Must detour to tangent to course. Will be late."

"For God's sake!" The voice from Saturn was urgent. "The plague is wiping out the entire colony! Hurry!"