The voice was vaguely familiar to Stan. He frowned, trying to place it.
"Two men to see you, sir. Seems a little urgent."
"Oh? Well, bring them in."
Stan relaxed. This was getting easier, he thought. Now he could get these people to take Mauson before a determinator. His statements would furnish plenty of evidence for a full search of Janzel's Personnel files.
He jerked his head at Mauson.
"Inside."
He waited as the man stepped through the door, then followed.
A slender man was standing behind a wide desk.
"Well," he said calmly. "Welcome home, Graham. Glad you could make it."
"Major Michaels!" Stan forgot everything he had planned to say.