The Damakoi blew out a long plume of smoke. "I understand you're looking for one of my countrymen who intends to set off a bomb inside the Grand Capitol Building," he said.
"How do you know?"
He looked pained. "Look, Mr. Cameron, just how dumb do you think I am? I have bits of inside information. I pick things up here and there. I put them together."
"All right," I said. "What about it?"
"You're looking all over the city for a guy by the name of Zorvash Pedrik. He's supposed to have a bomb on him—a theta bomb. Right?"
I nodded. "So?"
"Well, you're wrong on two counts."
"Wrong? How are we wrong?" I watched him carefully.
"Well, you're wrong in the first place in scouring the town for Zorvash Pedrik because you've got him locked up right now. He's masquerading under the name of Holdreth Khain!"
I felt my nerves tighten again. They couldn't stand much more of this.