VAL KENTON TURNED, blazing eyed, and so twisted were his features that the patrolman took an involuntary step backward.
“I swore I’d get him for that!” he spat sibilantly, “I swore I’d get revenge for what he did to me! And now this is my chance.” He shook his head. “I’ll not help rescue him,” he stated flatly.
“But Lord, Val, you can’t let Elise and Johnson, the chemist, die just because of an insane hate against a man who did not harm you maliciously!”
“I can and I will! Hell, what do I care what happens to them? Tony betrayed me, got me sent up for trial. Elise dropped me like a red-hot comet. And you cast the deciding vote that kicked me out of the service with a reputation that keeps me out of any ship that flies.” His hand moved forcibly. “No, I’ll never lift a hand to save any of
