The envelope was addressed in a bold sprawling hand that barely left room for the seventy-five cent special delivery stamp in the upper right hand corner. It was a nice stamp—a blue one commemorating the fiftieth anniversary of Harvey's first landing on Mars. Carl Keating tore it open. Inside was a single sheet of good paper, typewritten on one side. The message read: Dear Mr. Keating; Must see you at once. Norman Hamlin He'd barely slid the letter back in its wrapper when the desk phone rang. A