I’d be sneezing all over her.“You’re not up? It’s time to go!”“Why would I be up at ten on a Saturday morning, Cali? And how did you get i...to the apartment building? Go where?” I know. I wasn’t giving her an opportunity to answer as I kept asking question after question, but once she started talking, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t get another chance to say anything.“Your makeover! Mom says you should meet us at the Analog by ten-twenty. Your hair appointment is at eleven o’clock.” She wrinkled up. I curtsied to myself in the mirror and smiled. It was all good! The dresswas perfect the shoes were perfect and the cap was my crowning glory. AsI looked at myself in the mirror I knew it was right and I felt so surethat I was doing the right thing. I knew that tonight meant the death ofan old me and the birth of a new me and I was looking forward to it.I suddenly became aware of Jean in the mirror looking at me. I went tocurtsy reflexively and tried to say sorry but she pushed me gently backto. Culver here. Pete, my name is Pete also, she was addressing me. Is John in?”She laughed, a wide grin on her face. “Yes, he’s in the office. Go on in, he’s expecting you.” And palms sweating I shook her hand, and followed Pete into the office of the Master.JR Simplot smiled when we walked in, and looked at me with a question on his face. Mr. Sauer handed him a folder, and said it was the report he had asked for. “Oh, and this is off the record, but Mr. Culver here has a proposal I think you. It then continued south-east of Harlingen on its way to the border.After it crossed the border it went south on the west side of Mexican Route 101, eventually crossing 101 north of San Fernando then straight south and hundreds of villages and towns that were the markets for the stolen gas. It was two hundred and fifty miles from the Texas border to the Mexico refinery at Tampico.According to Mr. Garcia there had been no problems with tapping on the pipelines within fifty miles of the refinery..