THIRTY-ONE
THE BIFLUX SYSTEM
“They are altering course,” Rex said.
“Significantly?” Torben responded, placing his graff in the cup holder next to his chair.
“No. I’m guessing that they are to rendezvous with the other ships that lie in wait above Lundell. So, they are heading around the moon to the far side.”
“How far are they in front?”
“9,000 miles.”
“Okay. Let’s put our foot down. I want them in our sights by the time we reach Lundell.”
“Okay, skipper,” Rex replied, pushing the ion drive almost to its limits.
Torben activated his pilot. “Commander Spelk.”
“Torben. Where are you?”
“A few hours from Lundell. We’re gaining on the craft, which has altered course slightly. By the time we reach the moon, we’ll be right on top of them. What news your end?”
“Not good. We sent up a f
