When Lieutenant Jane Gould of the Arcturian Confederate Space Fleet responds to a routine distress call she discovers that, far from being in need of help, Arthur Kelso and his son Duncan are plotting to steal an entire planet. This astronomical crime is only the prelude to a scheme that could make them the richest criminals in human history, even though they may start several interstellar wars and kill the odd billion bystanders on the way.
The Kelsos have reckoned without Jane. Although small, fragile and torn apart by the death of the only man who loved her in an incident for which she blames herself, she possesses a core of steel. Jane is a girl who achieves what she sets out to do, even though her methods can reduce
senior officers to speechless horror. Who else would dance the night away with a small atomic weapon tucked down the front of her dress?
Jane is determined to stop Arthur. Arthur is determined to destroy anyone who gets in his way. From this clash of wills there can emerge only one victor, although for a time it seems both must perish as Arthur's spaceship falls into the sun.
Jane emerges triumphant and Arthur dies messily when he won't listen to her telling him to seal up his pressure suit as the ship disintegrates.
Anyone else feel their leg being not just pulled but yanked??