He leaned against the table. After a moment, he straightened out the note. A second reading didn't help. There it was, if he could make sense from it.  
Luise and himself, probably in that order. There was no proof, but it seemed likely that she had been retrogressed first, since she had been discovered first.
 
There was also Dorn Starret, the criminal from Ceres who had hidden the gun in the Shelter that he, Luis, had been found in. And there was now a fourth person: the psychologist who specialized in depriving retrogression victims of what few memories they had left.
 
Luis grimaced. Here was information which, if the police would act on it properly ... but it was no use, they wouldn't. Any solution which came out of this would have to arise out of his own efforts.
 
He folded the note carefully. It would be handy to have if Luise came back and didn't know who he was.
 
Meanwhile, the psychologist. Luise hadn't said who he was, but it shouldn't be difficult to locate him. He went to the screen and dialed the directory. There were many psychologists in it, but no name that was familiar.
 
He pondered. The person who had retroed Luise and himself—what would he do? First he would take them as far from familiar scenes as he could. That tied in with the facts. Dorn Starret came from Ceres.
 
Then what? He would want to make certain that his victims did not trace their former lives. And he would be inconspicuous in so doing.
 
Again Luis turned to the screen, but this time he............