Bud remarked. “She’s leaking fast.”
“Stick around and keep me company,” Ted invited. “Tom has assigned me to one of the guest suites reserved for VIP’s.”
These were rooms on an upper floor of the Enterprises main building, set aside for the use of government officials and distinguished scientists who often visited the experimental station.
“I’ll accept.” Bud grinned.
“It might be a good idea to have Doc Simpson check you boys and put something on Ted’s forehead. You really have a goose egg there,” Mr. Swift said.
Tom and his father took the boys to the plant
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infirmary in the sports car and went inside with them. As Doc Simpson, the Enterprises young physician, made his examinations, he listened to their account of the night’s adventure and their suspicion that Hampshire might be the instigator of the accident.
“In case there’s any danger that one of you might fall into the hands of this fellow Hampshire or whoever’s behind this rough stuff,” Doc said, “it might be wise to take precautions.”
“Do you have something special in mind?” Mr. Swift asked.
“Yes. As you know, there are certain drugs which can be given to make a person talk, even against his will,” Doc Simpson began. “We call them truth serums. Now, if Hampshire or someone else did capture one of you, he might administer such a drug to force you to reveal your secret plans.”
“That’s so,” agreed Mr. Swift thoughtfully. “If they learned the details of Tom’s space projects, it could even endanger our national security.”
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