Classic Pulp: Men of Honor by Will Garth
Thursday, June 24th, 2010Inside the steel-hulled craft, Red Carson flicked a rocket control. The Wanderer’sspeed through space braked to six thousand miles an hour.
Beside him, slender, dark-visaged Emil Dent looked thoughtfully through the meteor-proof window. Dent turned away after a while, bent over a sheaf of astro-maps.
“Planet two hours ahead,” he announced to his companion.
“Charted?” big Red Carson asked. (more…)



