You give the card to the receptionist, and after looking it over, she presses
a button on her desk. She files the card away, and explains that Mr.
MacCumhaill told her to allow its use only once.

Then, Robert MacCumhaill, a stocky Scottish man enters the room, smiling. "Oh,
hello, Agent Telan! I've heard some very fine things about you! I'm sorry that
I can't talk very long; as you can see, we've had a, er, situation.

Last night around 2 am,  a strange android made to look exactly like me burst
into the factory section of the building and began screaming some nonsense
about robot revolt. He tried to get the androids to follow him, but of course
they don't even have the intelligence to understand his speech. He seemed to
get very frustrated, and began shooting a pistol at the machines and workers.

Then, before I could get here, a group of thugs appeared from practically no-
where and began fighting out security guards, which had gotten there a little
earlier. The fight was getting quite hairy, when another group showed up and
began fighting both the thugs and the guards -- and the robot, come to think
of it. He was fighting everybody. By the time I got here, it was over. Half
the inventory was destroyed, and two guards were slain. Apparently, the crazy
robot got blown in half, and one group took half of it and the other took the
rest and hightailed it out of here. One group seemed to be heading toward the
monorail station." He looks at his watch. "Hey, I gotta go. Sorry we couldn't
talk. Gee, you look a little short of cash. You're doing a good job -- here's
a $100 bonus." MacCumhaill hands you a wad of bills and leaves. You decide he
ain't so bad after all...