There was a scanner at the end of the tunnel. Joel put his eye to it.
"The alley's deserted. You can go now." He touched a button, the wall
slid aside. The brilliant light of Asgard's twin suns flooded the
entrance. He began, "When will you--" and stopped.
Tamis was gone.
* * * * *
When Joel returned to his cell, Priscilla Cameron was sitting on the
edge of his bunk, tapping a sandaled toe on the floor. "You've had a
visitor!" she greeted him.
Joel concealed his astonishment. Priscilla was wearing her green hair
in a roll about her face. Crisp white shorts and halter made a sharp
contact against the warm sepia of her skin.