Captain Todd Rawson snapped angry eyes at the directional needle that indicated that his space ship the Star Flight was holding steady to her course like a bullet. He had ordered differently. He was savagely kicking back his chair when the televisor leaped into life. "Calling the Star Flight ," the control officer from Saturn intoned, "Calling the Star Flight ." Rawson clicked a switch, continued to glare at the directional needle. "Rawson— Star Flight ." His voice was richly vibrant and charged