“You’d better not think you can do this when Dad gets home, he’ll never allow you in the bedrooms!” Gypsy informed him, reaching down stroking...him on the nose.Bruce watched as she picked up her book and started reading. She looked up from time to time as Bruce made noises in the back of his throat. “Be quiet Bruce you’re making me lose my place!” Bruce just wagged his tail, thumping it onto the bed, watching as she went back to her book. Gypsy ignored his panting and concentrated on her book. "We've searched everywhere for family," he said. "There's no one we can find. What will happen to her when she's discharged?" We'll call her a cab, I suppose," said the nurse, obviously disinterested and wanting to get on with her work."Her purse is in the impound lot," he said, feeling heat in his belly. "She doesn't even have clothes." That's not my problem," said the nurse."This is ridiculous," he said, heatedly. "She's a human being!" I'm going to have to ask you to leave, officer," said. There were only a few people around and no one paid any attention to me as I turned on my computer at my desk and started surfing the Internet for information about the Automotive Aftermarket Product Expo.I found a lot of information describing the expo but none of it helped my investigation. As a last ditch effort I called a phone number I found on the Automotive Aftermarket Products Expo's web site."AAPEX, Mark Reed speaking." Mark, my name is Brian Hobbs. The company I work for, CSC, was one. And staying up till 5 a.m.. I went to a restaurant bar that was near my apartment. Having had little time to meet new people, I only really had two friends on campus, guys from my high school, but they were both busy this weekend with some activities with the school band. So I decided to go out alone to see the town and maybe meet some people. I entered the dark and noisy restaurant, obviously a place that would be full on Sundays, I found a table in the corner and I sat down facing the bank.