of Doctor Azol's body back to the Hub.

"It wasn't until some months later, when the works blew up and I was put
on this job, that I heard any more about it," Holati Tate said. "It
wasn't Azol. It was part of some unidentifiable cadaver which he'd
presumably brought with him for just such a use. Anyway, they had Azol's
gene patterns on record, and they didn't jibe."

His desk transmitter buzzed and Trigger took it on an earphone
extension.

"Argee," she said. She listened a moment. "All right. Coming over." She
stood up, replacing the earphone. "Office tangle," she explained. "Guess
they feel I'm fluffing, now I'm back. I'll get back here as soon as it's
straightened out. Oh, by the way."

"Yes?"

"The Psychology Service ship messaged in during the morning. It'll
arrive some time tomorrow and wants a station assigned to it outside the
system, where it won't be likely to attract attention. Are they really
as huge as all that?"

"I've seen one or two that were bigger," the Commissioner said. "But not
much."

"When they're stationed, they'll send someone over in a shuttle to pick
me up."

The Commissioner nodded. "I'll check on the arrangements for that. The
idea of the interview still bothering you?"

"Well, I'd sooner it wasn't necessary," Trigger admitted. "But I guess
it is." She grinned briefly. "Anyway, I'll be able to tell my
grandchildren some day that I once talked to one of the real egg
heads!"

The Psychology Service woman who stood up from a couch as Trigger came
into the small spaceport lounge next evening looked startlingly similar
to Major Quillan's Dawn City assistant, Gaya. Standing, you could see
that she was considerably more slender than Gaya. She had all of Gaya's
good looks.

"The name is Pilch," she said. She looked at Trigger and smiled. It was
a good smile, Trigger thought; not the professional job she'd expected.
"And everyone who knows Gaya," she went on, "thinks we must be twins."

Trigger laughed. "Aren't you?"

"Just first cousins." The voice was all right too--clear and easy.
Trigger felt herself relax somewhat. "That's one reason they picked me
to come and get you. We're already almost acquainted. Another is that
I've been assigned to take you through the preliminary work for your
interview after we get to the ship. We can chat a bit on the way, and
that should make it seem less disagreeable. Boat's in the speedboat park
over there."

They started down a short hallway to