"Dad," she cried.
Fralick tumbled into the taxi. Vickers started to shut the door, but Tani held it open.
"Get in," she begged in a tight voice. "Quick!"
"No," he said. "The ISP would spot me in that air taxi and stop us. You can get through all right by yourselves."
Consternation mirrored itself on Tani's waxen features. She shook her head. "We're not going without you."
"Yes, you are!" he said; "no time to explain. I'll meet you at the blue door."
She was almost in tears. "Clyde, we're not going to leave you behind!"
Through the gaping hole in the wall behind them, Vickers could hear the sounds of pursuit closing in, but he didn't look around.
"You little fool!" he said brutally, "do you want to get me killed? Do what I say. This is my kind of work!"
Suddenly she leaned from the air taxi, kissed him hard on the mouth. Her eyes were wet.