[Footsteps leaving. Footsteps returning. Small items dumped onto dresser]SISTER: OK, Earthling. This is a mind control zapper. If I zap you, you have ...o do what I say.ZAK: It’s your hairbrush.SISTER: Right. Zap. Double Zap.ZAK: Oh, oooh. I’m dead!SISTER: No, idiot, you’re just stunned so I can investigate you.ZAK: OK.SISTER: First I need to read your mind with my Space X-Ray.ZAK: Space X-Ray?SISTER: Use your imagination. Your name is Zak and you live on South Jefferson and you have one. The computers were opened with Live Discs, and the people were disturbed while examining the file systems. They didn’t get into the classified drive, and it’s encrypted, anyway. We don’t know what they were after, or why, but a couple of things are clear from what we can see spread out on the desks. One, they know I’m getting instructions from someone called Adams, but the email copies don’t have your full name on them nor do the phone records show the name of who was on the phone. Two, they. ’ Ann desperately tried to figure out a way to keep him from leaving. She didn’t want him to leave. ‘Wait!’ she called. ‘Please, Martin, don’t…don’t go…not…not now… I…’ He kept walking, getting closer and closer to the door. ‘Martin, you…you said you loved me,’ Ann said, her voice almost a whisper. Martin stopped. ‘I…’ he stammered. He turned bright red and looked at the floor. ‘I-I’m sorry about that. It…it just kind of slipped out.’ ‘How could you?’ she asked. ‘Love me, I mean? You…you don’t. I have come to have a lot of respect for him and I know that Sandra thinks a lot of him. I never figured I would ever trust anyone where she is concerned, but I have had to change my mind on that one. Those two are like two peas in a pod. I don't think either one could be happy without the other one around." He thinks more of your granddaughter than anyone else I think. All he talks about is her and how she is such a great musician. He keeps talking about some songs she knows from a man she.