Breaking into the filing cabinet, he found the personnel records and looked up the addresses of the last officers he'd known to still be alive. With t...at accomplished, he locked everything up again and headed out to rejoin Alice.First they visited the home of Ben Adams, David's friend and the local sheriff. Even though the sheriff's position was a county one, he lived in the immediate vicinity. As they expected, there was no sign of life from outside."You stay here and clean up outside, I'll be. My mother frowned. I won't tell you what I understood her to think, but Nicole shook off Mom's silent condemnation without moving a muscle or altering her cheerful expression. I was drinking root beer. If Mom hadn't shown up, I'd be drinking wine - I'd discovered I enjoyed wine with food - but Nicole, wise to the teachings of the Mormon church, must've removed my wine glass from the table before we sat down to eat, and when she asked what I preferred, water or root beer, I'd gone with the root. She was afraid that she would lose the information that she had entered so she called me. I got her back on system without any lost information." Louis informed her.He didn't realize that she had noticed his ears and the underwear through his shirt. She asked him, "Do you have the card from that salesman that was here last week with that new program for office management?" Yes, I have it in my wallet. I don't know why I kept it because he said he was going to stop back the end of this week or. I didn't think so, since Susan, the real Susan, was still with me, but I wanted to be sure."Larry, I really can't tell you anything more than I just have," he said, stone-faced.I glared right back. "You're asking for my cooperation," I said. "If you want it, jump down off that Goddamn high horse and give a little back."He made a face. He clearly didn't like it, but neither did he want somebody going into the hospital—or the morgue or wherever—and kicking and screaming about where was dead.