Heydrick threw Ria Tarsen's dossier card on the table, face up.
Klathgar glanced at it without a flicker of emotion.
"Is that supposed to mean something to me?" she asked contemptuously.
"It should--it's yours."
Her laugh was shrill. "At least you have a new approach. In either
case, you're mistaken. What's your racket?"
"Heydrick, I.P.S. If you're not Ria Tarsen, who are you? May I see
your ident-card?"