"Yep?"
"Did you check the space suits?"
"Yep," Web said wearily. "And I counted 'em. They're all here. All in the lockers, never been touched."
"How about the escape pod?"
"That's here too. But they couldn't have got away in that anyway. Radar would have seen it."
Dundon was silent. In the background Web could hear an argument going on. Some of the really high brass were with Dundon now, listening in. Well, Web said to himself gravely, but with a trace of cheer breaking through, the rest is their problem. I've done my job. I think right now I had better go home.
He called to Falk, to let him know that he was coming, and began to retrace his steps, reeling in his radio wire. Falk didn't acknowledge his call, so he called again.
"Joe," he said happily, "I'm a-comin'. Let's clear out o' here."
Falk didn't answer.
"Joe?" Web said.