.. if you could call it that.She heard two cars drive up together. Looking out the window, Kim saw Johnny, weaving slightly, emerge from his car, whil... a rather portly middle aged man exited the other, both walking to the door. She opened to Johnny's knock and both men entered.Johnny was tipsy, but antsy as well. He seemed embarrassed."Kim, honey this is Walter, one of the guys I've been playing with." Hello," said Kim as the man smiled a bit too warmly for comfort."Walter here is quite a card. We might as well go over to the garage and let you get a look at it. You haven't even seen your truck yet," she said.Hell, why not. The girls and I got up and even Daro and Rayta came along. Of course the wolves and the dogs thought they should come too. I didn't have a hint where the garage she kept talking about was, but at least I didn't bother to ask. She'd have to show us before we could look inside.It was a mystery easily solved. As soon as we left the cave I could see a roll-up steel. ’ He cleared his throat again. ‘I been meaning to ask, ’cause I seen the name’s been stripped off, what do ye call her? T’ain’t good luck for a fine boat to have no name.’ I liked this guy. He thought of poetic things. I gave it a moments thought. By rights, naming should go to my bride, but I wanted to give her a gift. Sheila would get my reference immediately, and she would love it. I looked at the guy and asked his name. It was Clayton Roberts, ‘Just call me CR.’ I said, ‘Well, CR, I should. A little over a year ago, his former best friend turned super spy, Bryce Larkin sent him the only copy of the Intersect, a secret government technology used to house and analyze large quantities of encoded data, which downloaded into his brain. The Intersect changed everything for Chuck. As the human Intersect, he was now an important government asset, and had to be under constant surveillance from two government agents/handlers, the beautiful CIA agent Sarah Walker and the tough as nails, no.