Why Manhattan of all places she didn’t know, but she had the feeling that Don Bluestein probably wanted it that way. The money from her new book con...ract wouldn’t come in until later in the week. She couldn’t afford a night out in Manhattan between contracts, but she was determined to go anyway. Her E- Z Pass would cover the tunnel toll, and her credit card would pay for parking and a hotel room. She wasn’t about to drive back to New Jersey all tipsy. She reserved a room at the St. Mark’s hotel. At nine o’clock, I buzzed Yvonne and told her she was free to go home, since I had no idea what time my field contact would call or email. “I can hang,” Yvonne replied. She was a trooper and I felt bad for asking her to stay. “Well, then order us a pizza,” I replied. “This might be a while.” At about 9:45pm, Yvonne buzzed my office and said she was going downstairs to get the pizza. A few minutes later, she buzzed my office and asked if I wanted to eat in the office or the conference room.. He had a 'little black book' open, and was quietly making his way deeper into one of three XMP systems he was going to need for this. Meanwhile, another window was a direct link into the hard-drive of Morty Viral's computer - thanks to the little program that had tracked down his ISP - and was looking at the system info. Gunslinger was gratified to not that Viral had an AM/FM Tuner Card installed.As Steve began to funnel the information Gunslinger wanted over to him, Gunslinger's fingers flew. Books. Computers. Ham radio. Yeah, I know, ubernerd. Also a reader. And lover of classical music that speaks to my soul, music for being joyous and happy, music for being pensive, music for bringing my soul to life and for putting it to rest, he's got it.Like I said, Gramma's in her seventies and with the exception of Ed, everybody in the apartment complex is retired. That means no kids my age. And there's Ed. Interesting, intelligent Ed. Ed that seems to like having me around.Ed is somebody I.