In the confined quarters his laughter had madness in it.
Nedra stared at him.
"What happened?"
"Nothing. Nothing happened. They're locked in place."
His eyes grew very wide.
"These controls are only for establishing the flight course. Once that is established and the rocket launched, they automatically lock in place."
"Then we can't change the course?"
"No."
Her face puckered and she looked like a small girl about to cry.
Another panel to the left caught his attention. It had a red button on it. He studied the wiring on it.