Although my own home life left a lot to be desired, Kate’s parents had a house down the shore. As anyone who lives along the coast can tell you, a h...use down the shore in the summer time is a real good thing. I was often invited down with the family, joining Kate, her sisters and her brother. Kate’s father seemed to like me, at least he gave me sly glances which at the time I took as a sign of approval. Her brother always seemed to be off doing his own thing, most likely sneaking into a local. He needed help. Then he spotted a button, in a bank of buttons to one side of the unit, that was marked “Voice”, so in desperation, Brian pushed the button, more in hope than conviction that he had any clue what he was doing.A voice said, “Congestion delays ahead, please take the third turning off the roundabout and head ... North, along the A-three ... seventy ... nine.” The voice was commanding, insistent even, and Brian obeyed without a second thought and even said “Thanks, Betsey 3”.The. I'd like you to have them on board by the end of the week. Make sure that you would trust them with your life. One day your life might be in their hands. If they aren't working out you replace them. I won't interfere with your people. You have to work with them, I don't. I'm going to get you offices on this floor and this door is always open to you. I will have the names tomorrow of 2 more Councilmen that I want you to check on. There is going to be a liaison from the Governor's Office working. Actually you will be part of the screening process,’ Iva said. She walked to a cubicle near the empty reception desk. ‘You have already met Helen. Helen this is Deacon Sims. Helen is our computer genius and receptionist. Helen Deacon is an analyst. He was formerly with the FBI.’ Iva said. ‘Oh why did you decide to come to bankrupt Detroit,’ Helen asked. ‘I needed a change,’ Peter said being mysterious. After he left the ‘Just Act’ office, Peter walked around the strip mall. He found nothing of.