The other was invisible.

Quade pulled himself together and stepped to the end of the table, his two empty hands in front of him.

Aldous, still smiling, faced Rann's glittering eyes and covered him with his automatic.

Culver Rann twisted the end of his moustache, and smiled back.
"Well ?" he said.

"Is it checkmate ?" "It is," replied Aldous.