Don said, breathing a little harder, “If it came out, it would mean the firing squad for all of us.”
The fat man was reasonable. “How could it come out? Only we three would be in on it, and it is certainly not to the interest of any of us to reveal anything.”
Don looked at the secretary. “How about him? You’re not even cutting him in, and he knows the whole thing.”
Demming shook his head. “Dirck is completely faithful to me. He’s my man.”
Don said, “I’ll have to think about it.”
Maximilian Rostoff said, “Don’t take too long about thinking. Every day that goes by runs the risk that someone else might also spot the derelict.” He looked at his wrist chronometer and stood. “I’ve got a corporation board meeting,” he said. “Demming, I’ll leave it to you to give the Lieutenant any details—ho
