“When I first came upon the asteroid, the airlock was open. A huge
orifice, made for spaceships, as you can tell. I came through and
landed. Went through one of the airlocks into the building portion here,
where we are now, and just explored. Trial and error. It’s not too
difficult to get the basics down-opening and closing doors, and all
that. Then figuring out the right mix of atmosphere. I had plenty of
time. I got access to the first four or five stories, but I’m pretty
certain the place is much bigger than that. At first, I couldn’t get any
further than the first few stories, but after a while I found my way
around a couple of deeper sections.”
“And then?”
“What do you mean, ‘and then’? I got bored with it and moved on. I’m a
miner, not an explorer or a settler or a scientist. There’s nothing here
but iron. I told a few people about it but nobody much believed me or
cared until this Troy Putnam fellow I met in Yellow City. He’s the only
person who got excited about it, so when he asked me to bring him here,
I did it, as I said. Why not? He paid my expenses for the trip, and a
little more besides for my time. He was impressed with the place, as was
I. Then I went looking for uranium and he went back to Ceres. Never saw
him again.”
Zip pursed his lips, and his brow furrowed under his red hair--a common
expression for the leader of the Starman team. “This has to explain why
Zimbardo was looking for you,” he said. “No one outside the pirates
knows as much as you about his asteroid. That didn’t seem to bother Troy
Putnam, but Zimbardo must consider you a threat. But I can’t understand
why he has taken us prisoner. Zimbardo has no heart of mercy whatever. I
would have expected him just to silence you for good. Obviously he is
preparing this place for some new and big enterprise and is probably
occupied, but now I think we’ll be hearing from him before too long.
Before that happens, I think we’d better be gone.”
“Escape? You talking about escape, Zip? From here?” asked Joe with
amazement.
Zip addressed St. George. “Tell us everything you know about how this
asteroid works. Leave out no detail whatever. Everything you can
remember. Joe and Mark, pay close attention! We have to come up with a
plan!”
* * * * *
A full day had passed since Richard Starlight had called the special
meeting in his office in the towers of Starlight Enterprise. Now he sat
silent and alone in one of the chairs around the great table. Suddenly
he spun the chair around and stared through the clear wall in front of
him. His gaze went far past the lunar mountains into the distant sky
where Mars was just rising, a tiny red point.
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