"Komban wa, Tamara." The voice emerged from the dark as her key turned in the door of room 328. "How are you?"
"Ken!"
"Good to see you again."
"How did you . . .?"
He chuckled as he switched on the light by the chair. "Rank in MITI has its moments."
"I thought you were coming tomorrow."
"I am, officially." He rose and moved toward her. "But tonight I'd hoped we could be together." He smiled. "Alone."
She stood in the open doorway, unmoving.
"Ken, we have a lot to talk about, all right." She closed the door. "And I don't mean in bed."