"It's the man who's going to kill you," Sam said.
"And there isn't any other way out of here," I said. "How are you going to get me out of this one?"
"I don't know," he mused. He looked from me to the door, his eyes thoughtful. "I'm beginning to see something," he said. "It's very interesting. So you went to the Fish residence because of me. Hmmm. I wonder.... It doesn't seem possible, but...."
"What doesn't seem possible?" I asked.
He smiled apologetically. "There really isn't anything that can be done about that man in the hall." The knocking was repeated, more loudly. "And this future is quite hopeless for you...."
Whoever was in the hall was trying some kind of key in the lock.
"If I owned a gun it wouldn't be," I said, watching the door bend in under pressure from outside.
"If you only knew who it was!" Golfin groaned.
"But I do!" I said.
"You said at Sarah's that you didn't," Golfin snapped.