After he was settled he reported to the Advanceship, told of his new location and the reason for it.
On his way out of the hotel he was conscious of the guilt again, and in the street, he stopped an old man who wore a tobacco stained shirt and gave him several of the bills from his wallet. Bribing helplessness made him feel better.
Back in the hotel that evening, renewed confidence came as he thought how clever he had been to choose such a location; he thought of the Oholo searching across town, her mind automatically rejecting this location. It would take her more than one night to find him.
But her mind did not seek contact with his; instead, the pressure remained annoyingly general.
She was making no attempt to locate him.
He stared out the window at the pale reflection of neon from the sidewalk. She was not even moving yet.
He waited, suddenly nervous.
When she finally began to move she still kept the pressure general.
He checked her position and after an instant met opposition that scattered his thoughts. But in that space, of contact he knew she had moved closer.
In terror he drew his shield in tight.