Detailed, it was the same map which he had seen in Swanson's office while Sarah stood beside him.
It was the map of Atomsk itself.
Hundeshausen stared at the map. Annoyedly he mumbled, "Use your own verfluchtete map. You can't have mine."
"Just a question or two, good friend. Then I can find my way to where I belong."
Hundeshausen muttered, "Hurry up."
"Number Eighteen, where is it?" Dugan was thinking of the valve Irina mentioned.
"Turn right, fifth or sixth entrance down."
"And where do we assemble tomorrow if we get leave for May Day?"
"You won't," said Hundeshausen.
Dugan did not argue; he just pressed the point, "Where would they assemble — the ones who get leave?"