CHAPTER 8

"See that fellow over there, Steve?" whispered Tom. "The one with the scar on his face?" "Yeah," replied the disguised Solar Guard officer. "I've been watching him too. And I think he's had his eye on us." Tom and Captain Strong were sitting in a small restaurant near the spaceport, drinking Martian water and discussing the shadowy characters that lounged around the stuffy little room. "I'll walk over to the bar," said Strong. "Maybe he doesn't want to talk to two of us together. You go over and see if you can stri…