The blood-curdling scream was loud enough to almost lift the ceiling. Stealthbane, quick as lightning, clamped a hand over the tycoon's mouth.

"I stabbed you at random this time!" he snarled. "If you don't start talking, my next stab will sever an artery, and you'll watch yourself bleed out slowly. Think carefully. Are you really here for tourism?"

Sweat drenched the tycoon's forehead as he nodded furiously. Only then did Stealthbane remove his hand.

Panting with fear, the tycoon stammered, "