Ant-like, men were moving through the street below—spreading out, forming a cordon.
"Too bad I'll have to miss the reception." He chuckled and turned back to Narla. "Now; about the crystal—"
"The crystal—?" Her grey eyes clouded. "I know nothing of it."
Craig stared. "But Tumek said—"
"He sent it to me to hold for him. That was all. He never told me its use."
A numbness gripped Craig.
The girl said, "Besides, even if I did know, why should I trust you—you, who came as murderers come, with that creature Vydys to whom only pain is passion?"
Craig turned on her. "What—?"
"You held her, did you not? Else how could I surprise you—?"
"Are you jealous, then—because it was she I held, and not you?"