"Earlier this evening you said I was a man of action," he told the savant tautly. "You said I knew how to handle things I knew about. Well, I think it's time for action. Real action!"
"But what action can we take? What can—"
"Who's responsible for what's happened to Elaine?"
"Responsible? Adrian Vance is responsible, of course. There is too much evidence for it to be coincidence—"
"Right!" Mark's eyes were black with rage. "That snake planned this. He said he'd get revenge. This"—he gestured toward the mirror—"is his way of doing it!"
"All this is rather obvious," the scientist commented wearily. "But the fact that Vance is guilty of this atrocity does us no good. Nor does it help Elaine—"
"But it will!"
"It will? How?"
The younger man hunched forward tensely.
"We're going to catch that devil and strangle an answer out of him!" he grated. "We're going to make him tell us how to bring Elaine safely back to 1942!"