He jerked out of his seat, kicking the chair over as he headed for the door.
A different Oholo!
There were two of them in Los Angeles!
He probed out.
Lauri was almost on top of him.
He skidded through the door, into the street, knocking a startled man out of his path.
He stared wildly in both directions. Several blocks away a cab was stalled with a red light.
And almost before him, a private car was headed uptown. With three huge leaps he was on the running board, yanking the door open.
He jerked himself in beside the frightened driver.
He twisted his head, shouting. "Emergency! Hospi...."