The man's face looked familiar.
Then he approached Lao and Alina, standing in the corridor outside the chancery courtroom, and Lao recognized him with certainty.
"You're the man from Colorvue!" Lao flashed at him angrily.
"That's right, Voter Protik. I'm Casto Roche." The man held out his hand. Lao ignored it.
"I ought to beat you all the way from here to Nuyork!" he growled—with audacity, since Roche was a good deal bigger. "I trusted you, once."
"You trusted me twice," replied Roche amiably. "I think you'd recognize me as someone else with a little different make-up."
He held his hand to his face and puffed out his cheeks slightly.
"Attok! My lawyer!" yelped Lao. People in the corridor turned to stare at him. "I wondered why you disappeared after I paid you that fee! I see it all now! You were part of this whole dirty—"
"Before you get too excited, Voter Protik ..." Roche did not complete the sentence, but turned under his coat lapel to exhibit the badge which identified him as a United Nations agent.