“Shep!” Rock called. “Take a look at this, will you?”
Shep limped over as Rock got out his binoculars.
“I can’t believe it!” Rock blurted. “It’s the Dog Star!”
“What!” Shep cried, and grabbed the binoculars from Rock. “It is the Dog Star!”
“Kalmus has got more nerve than I thought he had!” Rock said. “I didn’t think he’d risk heading straight for Earth!”
“Whatever the reason, we’ve got him in our sights,” Shep said. “What’ll we do?”
“Follow him in, I guess,” Rock answered. “Whatever station he heads for, we’ll put the Guard right on him and his cronies.”
“I’d advise our keeping our distance so we won’t scare him off,” Shep suggested.
Rock nodded. “When we get closer in, we may be able to radio a warning to the stations to be on the lookout for him.”
They followed the Dog Star for an entire space day, keeping the same distance between the ships. The craft was undoubtedly still heading for Earth and its company of artificial satellites. If her occupants had spotted the other ship, they did not seem alarmed. Kalmus appeared to be walking right into capture at a time when victory seemed to be completely his. It didn’t make sense.