Max was ready and the two went to her car and drove to the Great Illusionist's building. They arrived at his door and knocked. A short bald overweight...man in his 50's opened the door."Max, glad to see you and your friend is Ms Americana?" he asked, surprised to see the heroine with his student."Yes and I have a problem that I need your help with," she said."Well please come in. I would be proud to help you in any way I can after all you've done for Delta City." He stepped back and allowed Max. ." And make a search of the area?" Another voice said.Natasha felt herself answering the disembodied voice. "Yes... Yes they will!"The state trooper appeared slowly as he climbed the stairwell pulling his braces back over his glistening chest. He instantly flipped his shade back over his eyes and searched his pocket for a cigarette. He had his hand up at his shoulder as he pulled two long chains after him. Natasha could hear light bare foot steps on the wood following him."Already started. Something about this neighborhood made everybody look ugly -- worn-out or desperate or scared, and almost always pissed-off. His father owned a second station up by the university; at least there Jairam got to see the occasional cute coed wander in for drinks, smokes, or snacks. Here all he had was Lacey Chabert, and six photos in a not-quite-skin magazine wasn't enough to last another whole night.News radio burbled in the background, mentioning the apartment fire again, but just repeating what. )3. There was a governmental policy, with tax incentives, that encouraged men who had lost their wives or who had never married to marry women who had children to support. This relieved the public from having to support those un-fathered children. (There was even a movement to allow polygamy for wealthy men over a certain age. This did not become law but polygamy laws were relaxed so that if the wives did not prefer charges the man could not be charged.)Since this is too short for a post I.