 Why did Jaro ask to meet Miss Webb?
Red Witch of Mercury By EMMETT McDOWELL Death was Jaro Moynahan's stock in trade, and every planet had known his touch. Without looking up, he said: "Have you spotted him?" "Here he is," she said to the pianist without moving her lips. "So," said the red-head; "you have come. "I did not want to call you in, Jaro Moynahan." Jaro Moynahan wiped the sweat from his forehead with a fine duraweb handkerchief. The Mercurians worship him. I am to offer you ten thousand Earth notes to kill Karfial Hodes." 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. Across the table from Jaro there was the feel of movement; he could sense it. Jaro Moynahan sat quietly back down and poured himself another glass of Latonka. Peet controlled the Latonka trade for which there was a tremendous demand throughout the Universe. As the Mercurian started to leave, a thought struck Jaro. If the girl had been abducted, only Mercurians could have engineered it in the dark; and the Mercurians were a clannish lot. Back on the narrow alley-like street Jaro Moynahan headed for his hostelry. 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. Once back in his room, Jaro Moynahan stripped off his clothes, unbuckled a shoulder holster containing a compressed air slug gun, stepped under the shower. Why, at this time when the Earth Congress was about to grant them self-government, should they stage a revolution? "I have come, Mr. Moynahan, on a matter of business, urgent business. Miss Mikail must be the red-headed singer, whom at different times he had known under a dozen different aliases. Unless Karfial Hodes is stopped immediately there will be a bloody uprising all over the planet during the Festival of the Rains. "Then I was right; it is you who are putting up the ten thousand Earth notes." "There are many of us here, Mercurians as well as Earthmen, who recognize the danger.
 He wants to know what's really going on
 He doesn't have anyone else to talk to  He wants to know what's really going on  He wants her to be an assassin  He found her attractive