Kevin stood near the viewport, spoke grimly. "He's not lying. There's a ship out there."
Schuyler Barling smiled coldly, took up his position near Charlie. "You all rejected my command once," he said. "You shouldn't have. I had no desire to come back to Earth like that. I've also learned that I can share my body on an equal basis with my master, something none of you would consider. Now we'll take you back."
Almost eighty men had died—for nothing. Steve held Teejay's hand briefly, released it. One life more wouldn't matter, and if there were a chance....
"Charlie, don't you remember anything?"
"What should I remember?"
"I'm your brother."
"That much I knew when I called you on Ganymede. But there are no emotional ties. Keep back!"
Steve took a step toward him. "You're my brother, and you wouldn't kill me. You can't."
It was wild, impossible, and he knew it. The creature was not his brother, had not been his brother for years. Yet if some small vestige of his brother's emotional memories remained—
"Keep back, I warn you!"