“The gang’s headquarters was in Hong Kong,” Ames concluded. “The British police are now taking care of things at that end-and a Navy task force is being dispatched to clean out Li Ching’s secret rocket base on a Pacific Island.”
To celebrate the victorious outcome, Sandy begged Tom and Bud to take her and Phyl up for a cruise in the Cosmic Sailer. Both girls were thrilled as they soared above the earth.
“Tom, this is wonderful!” Phyl exulted. “It’s -well, it’s out of this world!”
Tom chuckled, happy that he had achieved his goal of economic space travel and space-flight training. Another invention was already taking shape in his mind.
He was eager to get to work on it!
But now he turned to Phyl. “I guess a sightseeing cruise is the least I can do, since you put that idea of a cosmic keel into my head!”
At one hundred thousand miles altitude, with the Sailer racing smoothly, Bud chortled, “Let’s keep right on going to the next solar system!”
THE END