From the pay station in the drug store Roger got the hospital and was connected with Grover.
“Is Astrovox all right? Did he say anything?”
“He will probably recover, Roger, but he won’t talk for many days, perhaps for weeks.”
Rapidly, concisely, Roger outlined the situation.
“But I told you——”
“I am not in the lab. I went right away from there, making sure all the safety things were still on, before the firemen had pulled away.”
“Don’t go back, no matter what. And—Roger—be sure your room is protected fully before you go to bed.”
“What’s the matter? Do you know?—who is it?”
“I don’t know who it is, but some desperate person has determined to protect him or herself by any necessary means.”
“The Tibetans?”