"Right!" I said. "I have a personal matter to settle with Stoneface. And anyway, I want to be along to see you don't shoot up Astra too bad. She was Lance Denby's ship, you know, and she's mine now, and I'm going to need her if I'm going to be the first space-rat on the ground in the moons of Jupiter." Allison goggled at this, but made a quick recovery. "Okay, Denby. And you know there's a reward out for Hassley or any of his group. I think that will take care of any repairs." The navigator came back from the computer and handed Allison a sheet of paper. "Here's your course, sir. Quickest interception in thirty-three hours. They were headed for Jupiter, all right." "There goes your Warp," I gloated. "Looks like it," Allison agreed. "Here, have a cigarette." I took it and lit up. It was quabba, and it tasted great.