" She said.I was a bit surprised that she smoked. I also had a dilemma. I needed to get up early and wanted to finish up a little work. I had a feelin... however, the we weren't done yet. It was already nine thirty, and I told myself that I could endure a night with limited sleep. She put on a pair of jeans, sneakers and a heavy sweatshirt. I got dressed as well, we got on the elevator and out the door to the sidewalk.This was Utah in the fall. The air was cold, but not yet frigid. As we talked. If you are ready to work again, just call me. I can find something for you.”“I’m not looking, but who called?” I asked.“Some county attorney, or something like that. Then there was the Southern Justice League. They are some kind of non profit company. And a couple of law firms. I think they were trying to find a hit man for one of their clients,” Martin informed me.“Gee, the only one I’m interested in is the hit man position,” I replied with a laugh.“Well I have to tell you there is a certain. One of the tenant was audit clerk in a Government office and his wife was called "Soundarya aunty". ( Hereafter I will refer her as S ). She was about 30 years or so and did not have any child. She was fair complexioned, good looking and always with a smile. Her husband would go on audit tours regularly. In such times I would do small errands for her like getting ration, medicines or drawing cash from bank. In such occasional talks with her I found that she was very nice and witty. I was. >>What's the code word? >>>>GONNOSUKE. >>>>Any idea what that means? >>>>Not really. It isn't important really what the code word is. What it does is the important thing. Do you realize anyone with the code word could cripple anyone or everyone in the world just by sending that word to their computer? >>Al was quiet for a minute, thinking about what Hak had told him. >>Yeah, I realize what it'll do, but why would a multi-national company like Mitsutronics want to do something like that? >>Hak.