The guard's eyes flicked from his face to the nerve-gun. "You're making a mistake, sir."
Boone kept the nerve-gun steady, ready. "You're probably right. But anyone who tries to stop me is going to get hurt."
"If that's the way you want it, sir...." The guard shrugged and stepped aside.
"No." Boone shook his head. "You're going in with me, friend. Ahead of me."
Wordless, the guard shrugged again and, turning, walked through the anteroom towards Krobis' door.
Boone spun the nerve-gun's impact dial down to the temporary paralysis level and fired.
The guard crumpled. Stepping across him, Boone tried the door handle.
It was locked.
Sucking in a quick breath, Boone kicked for the bolt with all his might.
The door burst open. He lunged into the office beyond.