"Sorry, old man," he said in a low voice, "didn't know you had company. No end sorry. Meet me tonight at Mercury Sam's Garden."
Jaro's face broke into a grin.
"Come in," he said. "It's much worse than it looks." He turned to Joan. "Miss Webb, this is Irving Landovitch. He's with the Terrestrial Intelligence Service; so naturally he has a suspicious mind."
Landovitch
Joan blushed hotly. "Oh," she said. "How do you do?"
The T.I.S. agent acknowledged the introduction, sat down on the bed.
"What are you doing here, Irving?" asked Jaro. "The last time I saw you, you were working on a smuggling case back on Earth."