"Has Alien Status," Macready said. "What she does is not important. If the Hog is indeed dying, is great news. Will be best proved. Kinlock, go to Doctor Izard."
Macready turned and left. I stared at Ypsilanti and the guards. They returned my scowl. Toal and I headed for the steps.
As we went down, Toal said, "You fixed Ypsilanti! If Macready hadn't come, you would have really beaten him. Ypsilanti's needed it for a long time."
"How's your nose?" I asked.
"It's almost stopped bleeding. Turn at the next corner to the doctor."
"You go about your nose. I want to ask Rasmussen a few things."
"I'll come, too," Toal said. "I'd like to watch."
She guided me through dimly illuminated streets, until we reached the wall again. We climbed the ramp and started across the steel bridge leading to Rasmussen's rooms. Something barricaded the walk.
I turned my light on the obstruction. Two toothies blinked from the top of my own baggage. Rasmussen's windows were dark.