"But it's weakened by the creatures being found in cities--the least likely places to escape detection. Why didn't they stay in isolated sections?" Entman smiled. "I like the way you reach out for arguments against your own theory, but you reached too far for that one. If they'd done that, who would find the androids and do the research work?" Brent Taber brightened. "You comfort me, Doctor. That little thread got lost in my maze. They wanted the creatures to be found. They didn't expect to fool us. Why else would the one in Chicago go brazenly into a tavern, start to drink and then get into an argument?" "That's right. The argument must have been started deliberately." Entman beamed on Taber. "I think we deserve another Scotch." Entman poured the drink. He looked kindly at Taber as he handed it to him, and made what seemed an abrupt change in subject. "They're giving you a very hard time, aren't they, son?" Taber considered the question as he downed a healthy belt from the glass. "I guess you could call it that. I'm getting pretty unpopular in some places. As a matter of fact, I've wondered why you stick by me." Entman poured himself a drink. "That hurts me a little, son." "I'm sorry. It's getting so I don't even know how to treat a friend." Entman raised his glass in salute. "I'm afraid this sentimental chit-chat doesn't become either of us. Let's go back to our friend from the _Herald Tribune_. You're sure he photographed the data?" "I think we can depend on it." "When I got your call, I acted as fast as I could. The data looks authentic, I'm sure, but it was a quick job of fiction. Now I'd like to know the rest--whatever you didn't have time to tell me." "It's still a logic-chain, with some pretty flimsy strands in some places, but I'm afraid I'm stuck with it. King was greedy and hungry when I first talked to him, but I think I scared him off. I think, left to himself, he would have let the thing alone. "So I was surprised when he showed up at the old location. My first thought was that Crane had sent him. It would have been logical--Crane sending a man to try and find out where we'd taken the cadavers he obviously wants to get his hands on. "But I couldn't connect Crane with King. I couldn't figure how Crane could have known of King's existence." Taber paused to drink and grin his humorless grin. "So I made a daring leap. If it had to be someone else, why not the tenth android himself?" Entman frowned as he toyed with the idea. "Why, good lord--!" "You said yourself that the androids probably possessed extraordinary powers." "Yes, but--"