The elation that had been missing, and the triumph, came now. It was no
time for hesitation, and Cassal didn't hesitate. Their actions had been
directed against each other, but their emotions, which each had tried
to ignore, were real and strong.
The gravitor dropped him to the ground floor. In a few minutes, Cassal
was at the Travelers Aid Bureau.
Correction. Now it was Star Travelers Aid Bureau.
And, though no one but himself knew it, even that was wrong. Quickly he
found the old technician.
"There's been a reorganization," said Cassal bluntly. "I want the signs
changed."