He found a helio-cab and dialed it to the UP building, finding strange the necessity of slipping coins into the vehicle's slots until the correct amount for his destination had been deposited. Coinage was no longer in use on Earth.
At the UP building he retraced his steps of the day before to the single office of Section G.
To his surprise, not only Mouley Hassan was there, but Tog as well. Hassan had evidently had at least a few hours of sleep. He was in better shape.
They exchanged the usual amenities and took their chairs again.
Hassan said, “We were just gossiping. It's been years since I've been in Greater Washington. Lee Chang tells me that Sid Jakes is now a Supervisor. I worked with him for a while, when I first joined Section G. How about a glass of wine?”
Ronny said, “Look. If Tommy Paine was connected with this, and it's almost positive he was, we've got him.”
The others looked at him.
“You've evidently been busy,” Tog said mildly.
He turned to her. “He's trapped, Tog! He can't get off the planet.”