 Which isn't true about Stanley?
But now, on Mercury, he was selling his guns into the weirdest of all his exploits—gambling his life against the soft touch of a woman's lips. Without looking up, he said: "Have you spotted him?" "I did not want to call you in, Jaro Moynahan." The real Mercurian patriots are against it, but they are afraid to protest. Jaro Moynahan wiped the sweat from his forehead with a fine duraweb handkerchief. "There is one man; he is the leader, the very soul of the revolution. The Mercurians worship him. Jaro Moynahan refilled their empty glasses. The girl started, glanced at the pianist, said with a shiver: "We can't locate Karfial Hodes. You've got to find him, Jaro. "Ah," said Jaro Moynahan; "so that's the way it is." Jaro Moynahan slipped sideways from the table. Jaro Moynahan sat quietly back down and poured himself another glass of Latonka. On the hot, teeming planet of Mercury it was as refreshing as a cold plunge. Peet controlled the Latonka trade for which there was a tremendous demand throughout the Universe. If the girl had been abducted, only Mercurians could have engineered it in the dark; and the Mercurians were a clannish lot. Somewhere in those rat-runs was Karfial Hodes, the revolutionist, and the girl. Jaro Moynahan In the East a sullen red glow stained the heavens like the reflection of a fire.
 he cares about the Mercurians
 he can play piano  he works for Mr. Peet  he cares about the Mercurians  he's killed people before