"Did it seem like a psychological abnormality?"
"I'm not qualified to say, but it seemed to me that she was afraid of something happening to him. Perhaps that was abnormal. I don't know."
"What was her father like?"
"I think I have an old snapshot of Mariana and him somewhere here."
Harry Brooks got up heavily and began rummaging through a file drawer. "Yeah, here it is."
Roal took the snapshot. It was small and not very good, but the identity of the man beside Mariana was unmistakable.
It was the giant who had appeared in the doorway of the room at Starhouse.
Roal took the picture back to the office with him and called in Ralph Bowen, a slender young artist who was head of the art department of Heliopolis SBI.
"Think you can do some front views and profiles of this gent from this snapshot," said Roal. "It's not much to go on, but I've seen him and can go along with you and give you descriptions of his features."
Bowen nodded, "I think so. If it doesn't come out the way you think it should look, I can touch it up to your specifications. The big boy done something?"