"Tornelescu's laboratory was located at number 121, side two. I found that out at the briefing when I took on this assignment."
"Oh."
The com-set again, but with swift, clipped words instead of sputtering.
A thin smile came to Ross' lips. "Thanks, Peter." He flipped off the switch.
Veta's eyes locked with his, her face a wordless question.
Ross' smile grew. A grim smile, without mirth.
"Come on," he rapped. "We're back in business." And then, as he steered the girl towards the door: "Number III's a warehouse owned by the Japetan Trading Coadunate, and Adjudicator Pike Mawson is the coadunate's director!"
CHAPTER VI
ASTRELL