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"He paid Dr. Krstevska a visit while she was speaking with Mr. Hokushin, about ten days past," said Drulović with a short nod. "I was not there at the time. He traveled from here to Langara. Of course, it was an odd choice for him too to visit a Terran national prison in passing." Drulović looked toward Hokushin on the screen. Andrijana had immediately glanced at Drulović at the sound of her name, raising an eyebrow in question. "Dr. Krstevska, what was it, exactly, that Shimizu wanted of you?"

"He knew his sister had come to visit, about his mother," Andrijana replied, a bit bewildered, but with growing anxiety knotting in her stomach. "He knew one of the ... Mazoku? Mr. Hokushin. He knew that Hokushin was here, posing as an inmate."

"He does not yet know the precise wheels turning against him," Drulović said then, "but he will soon. Mr. Gouda, I'd suggest that you and Mr. Miyagi go and find your evidence, and quickly." Something indecipherable flickered in her eyes. "I don't imagine Shimizu will take kindly to the prospect of such an ignominious fate as arrest by the Galactic Police. Besides, he fancies himself rather irreplaceable. Fortunately, in my line of work, I've not harbored such illusions." She looked at Aramaki. "He's much more vulnerable while on Langara for medical treatment, than ensconced in his haven aboard the Soja."