I never really understood the details.”“Well, we just found the build time-stamps embedded in the code. Everything is buried — subterranean buri...d — in the Macklin Security department desktops.”“Okay.”“Then someone modified the virus from a department laptop.”“Okay.”“Those built-in time-stamps? They were secreted in Eric Roberts’ IP address. A day before Fowler or anyone else in Security had access.”I looked at Vanessa. At Pilar, at Walker, “Okay, the guy I thought was guilty was guilty. Drake. The following morning she asked me where the hell I went the night before. I said I had told the other guy I was going back to our room and that she could follow or stay and party if she wanted to. I bugged her about what happened, but she never said a word about it! She said they just sat around talking and drinking. After seeing the way she acted like a true, slut, whore in that motel room, I again approached her about swinging. Much to my surprise, she still refused. I couldn't figure what. Whatever it was, his bullet only tore at my shirt sleeve. Without giving the matter any thought, I fired two more bullets into the thief, and, this time, I blew him out of the saddle. I was sure that he was dead by the time he hit the ground!All of this took only about a minute, and the couple in the carriage were still holding up their hands. I said, "You may lower your hands, now. I mean you no harm."The couple gratefully lowered their hands, and the man said to me, "Thank you, Mister. There. Iheld his head while he did it. I moaned. I wanted him to mark me. Andthen he stopped and grabbed my hand. "Come on babe, let's talk."He tugged me by the hand towards the balcony where I now saw a smalltable, two glasses, and a bottle of wine. I had been doing as good a jobas I could of not getting too fucked up but I was still feeling prettyloose, and high. On the balcony he poured us both a glass and handed meone. He held up his glass and said, "To new beginnings." *clink* I tooka sip. It.