Gandor City—! Boone rocked. That could only be Terral, the representative of Associated Independents!
"Do you remember?" Schilling prodded.
Boone made his face a mask. "Yes. I remember."
"Then if you'd care to have me represent you—"
"I would." Boone leaned back and smiled thinly. "That is, if you're still willing after you've heard my story. Krobis has already turned it down."
"Krobis—!" The other's keen eyes flickered. "You mean you've talked to him, given him the details as to what happened?"
"Yes."
"I can't say that I'm glad to hear it. However...." The lawyer shrugged. "Let's make it that I'll see you when your ship gravs down at the Cartel's Thelema headquarters base on Mars tomorrow."
"Good enough."
"Till tomorrow, then...." Already, the lawyer's face was fading.