We were on the top floor where it was under reconstruction. The view was amazing no furniture only a wooden bench and a few drop clothes laid crumpled...on the floor. The room’s walls were unfinished and the floor was just concrete. The theft took my note book over to the bench and sat on it seeming to read it.“Please don’t read that it’s…” but I stopped myself not wanting to confess.“It’s what?” he began. “Personal, because I can clearly read that it is, in fact I read almost half of it.”“Just. It only took a week to find out that in all that time, the entire expenditure was for outside contractor hours, travel and consulting fees to figure out how to provide what they said was an off the shelf, turnkey solution. Turns out it was all vaporware. All that ever existed was the theatrical quality presentation some kid did in college for his grad school thesis in psychology.”Well now I don’t feel so badly about the whole thing with project Kumar.Whoever Project Kumar had been talking to on. Especially, first, Veronica. She damaged the phone cord with her scream. Kimbo and Marilyn were on the train coming home. I thought I'd take up drinking again when they got home; Jessica, Amy and Tammy were bad enough.Jessica actually had almost finished her nursing certificate. She had to work hard for two years to get the entry education requirements out of the way, because learning was not a natural ability for her, nor for Amy. She also had that marriage thing that she was fixated on out of. I called that night and we made arrangements to meet at a grave yard near his home, that Saturday. We figured it was about 70 miles from where I was to the graveyard. That Saturday I drove about 76 miles and could not find the road the graveyard was on so I turned back to a crossroads that I had passed sat in the back of a gas station and called him again. Seems I had cut back about two miles two short of the road so out again I started. I was amazed at how calm and matter of fact I had become..