He guided them both to a chaise long in the corner ofthe room."What's wrong? You are such a remarkable woman, who wouldn't be proud tobe seen with you..."She drew a deep breath, held it in for a few seconds, then let out a longsigh."Do you know much about Thailand?"Sam shook his head. Aside from the odd r&r session and lady boys he knewnothing about the country."Well the lady boy thing is a little close to my heart." She gave a softlaugh, then looked him straight in the eyes."I had two reasons. Carl, the angry boy, became what you truly want to be a well adjusted,wife and mother. Did you notice that the boy of the family was removedinstead of swapped with Carl's mother? That is you, the part of you thatis disappearing." What about Carl's mother?" "Well she was being a bitch to you, or so youthought so you made her into a bitch herself. But you still love youmother, you identify with her so even though she is a dog. Your love forher is unconditional, no matter how you perceived. Jazz said giving Max a kiss on the cheek before he climbed into his jeep Sure thing, babygirl. Max said as he started the jeep up and began to back out of his parking spot, giving her a quick wave before driving away. Jazz smiled to herself as she went back in to finish cleaning up the kitchen. After Jazz finished cleaning the kitchen, she moved on to doing a few other various chores around the house trying to keep herself busy in an attempt to take her mind of the clock. Jazz had just. If she could only clear the machine before those fake policies were discovered. She almost jumped out of her skin in terror, waiting for the elevator to stop. Hurry, please, hurry... She literally ripped the door of her apartment open, dashed across the living room to the typewriter terminal, and turned the machine on."STARSHELL TO FISK INTERNATIONAL," she typed."HELLO, STARSHELL. THIS IS F.I." GOODBYE, HAKLUYT," she typed.That was the kill instruction. In seconds the big machine would wipe out.