. . anything." "Stay out of this," the man ordered in a gruff voice. "I'd love to, but that can only happen if you leave." Lani met his glare. "Don't ...ell me what to do." The man's tone was threatening, and he outweighed Lani by at least a hundred pounds, but she didn't back down. "Look," she said, trying one last time for patience, "they've already called the police. Why don't you just go?" This time it was the woman who turned on Lani. "Who called the police?" she screamed. "You? Who did. Large cylinders with metal caps where stood on their end, one was filledwith the strange neon blue liquid and had several pieces of equipmentfastened to it and people monitoring. Floating inside was Nathan, a maskover his face and nose."What are you doing to him?" Jessica screamed as her friends headtwitched. "Trying to stave off brain death." a man in a white coat answered. "Doctor," Nanaia warned, "they just saw their friend here take a chunk ofHVR sharpnel, these aren't grunts." The man. I'd love to have dinner with you!" I didn't know what was happening to me, but I realized that I was really looking forward to the date with Steve.The next morning the group reconvened in the conference room. Paul started out by suggesting that we defer the bandwidth issues for the time being and go back to the question of how to structure the data path (or paths). We spent most of the day going back and forth on this. By the middle of the afternoon, Steve said, "Dr. Edwards, Sam, and I have. Pooja looked at me suggestively right in front of Amit, but I kept my eyes on Amit as I was talking to him and as he was leaving I closed by main door as the time was nearing 10 p.m. and time for me to hit the sack. I lay on the sofa watching doordarshan, cable was yet to arrive in my town then and about half an hour later the night latch clicked and at the door was Pooja. “Sleeping already Shalabh?” asked Pooja and wondered if she could also watch the TV for a while. I had little choice and.