"Forget I'm your mother for secondand think of us like girlfriends?" Not possible and leaned in to talk to him! Talk!" said Lee backingaway from them...."Like speak to him so nothing could be misunderstoodlike it is now so not at all what you were thinking." Oohh?" shrugged his mother. "I'm sorry. Maybe we're pushing?" Maybe?" said Lee. "No not maybe and haven't both you done nothing butbeen pushing?" Maybe your mother has but you couldn't mean me?" laughed Rita."No not you Mrs. Baxter?" smiled. It was what comedians did.After a few more keystrokes Sam said a Dark Web history with the designator “David Barnes, Esquire, Los Angeles” attached went to Pune, India and took up residence on a private server there.Barnes recalled a guy who looked like a desi (a person of Indian, Pakistani, or Bangladeshi birth or ancestry) on the tech installation team - a quiet guy who rarely spoke but delivered some devastating quips.Sam knew the guy. “Last week he got picked up as a writer on the pilot for. ’ She put her head down and I sat beside her. ‘I love her.’ ‘You mean, of course, you love her like a friend, your best friend?’ ‘No, I mean…yes, of course…but more than that.’ She looked up and made eye contact. ‘More than that? What do you mean, more than that? You love her like—’ ‘We made love.’ ‘You what?’ ‘I went home with her and we continued where we left off at the club. As soon as we entered her apartment, we stripped one another naked and made love.’ ‘What do you mean made love?. His shoulders shook and it obvious he was in agony as huge tears dropped to the concrete.“Oh, oh no-o-o-ooo”, Margo came to him and hugged him, held his head and put her cheek next to his as she stroked his head. He dropped his hat on the floor and sobbed loudly as his shoulders shook harder. He was a beaten man.In the moment his world had suddenly changed with the death of his father. Margie also came over and hugged him from the other side and I made sure the machines didn’t fall off, lose.