These two, he thought, would be no great problem. Nothing here but arms and legs. But——
He smiled to himself.
It would be you or the whole tribe, he thought.
He might still be able to remain under cover, and he'd be a lot more effective that way.
So maybe they were a little suspicious. He glanced down at the desk. The little control box was safely destroyed and its operation had left no evidence. Even if they did suspect the cause of Rayson's crash, they couldn't prove a thing. No, his best bet was to go along with these two and hope the questioning would be short enough to allow him to brief Jahns with plenty of time to spare. He shrugged.
"Well," he said aloud, "I'll go with you, of course, though I don't see how I can be of any help. Terrible thing, losing Rayson that way."
"Yeah. Real bad." The other nodded curtly. "Come on. Let's go."
Daniel Stern looked angrily at his aide.