We pulled up in front of the Grand Capitol, and the Damakoi and I climbed out of the car. I'll admit that I still wasn't absolutely sure of my guess about Holdreth Khain, but since I knew he wouldn't be dangerous by himself, I felt I could take the chance.
The guards had the car surrounded by the time we got out. They took a good look at the Damakoi, and went over him again with detectors and searched him physically.
"You'll have to change your clothes completely," I told him. "We had one assassin who was wearing a special plastic suit that evaporated into a poisonous gas. It was rather nasty."
"Certainly," agreed Holdreth Khain. The guards led him away to the dressing room.
I went inside and got on the phone to the Special Supplies Warehouse. The supply officer faded into the screen.
"What is it, Mr. Cameron?"
"Do you happen to have a twelve by twelve foot piece of invisible plexisteel?" I asked.
"We can cut you one in a hurry," he said.
"Cut me two," I ordered, "and get them over here to the Grand Capitol building fast—and I really mean fast."