"Welcome to Knight Errant Security," said the one at the desk. "Can I help you, sir?" The man’s duty uniform was spotless, perfectly cut and bearing a single silver star under the insignia patch. All of it brought back memories hard as the driving rain. Very carefully, and after nodding once to each of the men, he pulled the clipcase from the upper pocket of his coat and flipped it open toward the sensor over the desk. "Thanks," he said. "I know my way."