He had fallen over a chair and before he could rise Tarling was on him and had flung him back.

He leapt to the door, it was open.

He banged it close and turned the key.
"Now, let's have a look at you," said Tarling grimly and switched on the light.
He fell back against the door, his mouth open in amazement, for the intruder was Odette Rider, and in her hand she held the stolen wallet..