Carver said quietly, "Have you had any trouble since you arrived?"
"No. Should I expect any?"
The lean man shrugged. "There are one hundred Medlin agents on Earth right now. Yesterday we discovered a cache of secret Medlin documents. We have the names of the hundred and their photographs. We also know they plan to wipe us out."
"How many Darruui are on Earth?"
"You are the tenth to arrive."
Harris' eyes widened. One hundred Medlins against ten Darruui! "Stiff odds," he said.
Carver nodded. "But we know their identities. We can strike first. Unless we eliminate them, we will not be able to proceed with our work here."
The music reached an ear-splitting crescendo. Moodily Harris stared at the nude chorus-line as it gyrated. He sensed some glandular disturbance at the sight, and frowned. By Darruui standards, the girls were obscenely ugly.
But this was not Darruu.
He said, "How do we go about eliminating them?"