Then, I got an offer from Uni-Tec that I couldn't refuse. Four times mysalary, with relocation costs, a subsidized luxury apartment, and a companycar....No one could have passed it up. But, Uni-Tec almost crushed my delight in programming. I was brought in asa Programmer IV (of seven regular grades), and everyone of V and below workedon the third floor in a room the size of a football field, divided up intoU-shaped clusters of cubicles. My little cubbyhole was nothing more than threeand a half. "There has to be a way to persuadeyou that I'm not Paige. There's just gotta." I had an inspiration. "You like sports! I know a lot more about sportsthan Paige must have known." Heath looked at me with a curious expression on his face. "I know oneway that you could convince me for sure."That made me extremely excited. I had a chance. "What? Just tell mewhat it is, and I'll do it." Well Paige had a very unique way of performing oral sex. Give me ablow job. If you're not Paige, I'll. Unwilling organ donors wailed in the distance as their bloody body parts were offered to the highest bidder. And as ineffectual as policing the district was, any alley could hide a cop waiting to arrest patrons for the least suggestion of solicitation.I had new leads to follow up now that I was in Nowhere Land. I started by entering a reverse phone booth and feeding the list of numbers into the device. In minutes it started feeding back a list of names, addresses, marital status, spouses,. " The blonde led me over to a rack which bore a number of very large ballet tights with ruffled tutus and very prominent, but fake looking, padded chests. I cringed at the thought of wearing one of these pink monstrosities. The girl must have caught my reaction because she started looking analytically from the suits to me and back. "You know..." She said now looking just at me. "What's your name?" I cleared my throat and for a split second considered giving a false name, but I knew I.