 Why was the woman in Brian’s apartment?
This walk was part of a regular routine of physical exercise that kept his body hard and resilient in spite of long hours spent in the laboratory. Through the open door of his bedroom he could see his bed neatly turned down as it should be, but the outline under the counterpane and the luxuriant mass of platinum-blond hair on the pillow was certainly no part of his regular routine. Pete Brent's joking words flashed back to him. "Wherethehell's who?" "Quit stallin', bud. Brian Hanson, Chief of Research for Venus Consolidated, as dignified as possible in a damp bathrobe, glared out through the bars at a slightly bewildered Pete Brent.
 She was hiding from the police.
 She was drawing his bath and cleaning his apartment.  Pete set them up on a date.  She was hiding from the police.  She worked in his vitamin research lab.