”“It’s too late, Brenda,” I said, almost relieved. “Simon left this morning. Did you happen to tell Bradley where he was?”“Well, I might...have mentioned it.”“Well, there was a welcoming committee here already. Simon ran.”“Ridiculous,” Brenda went on. “What would he have to run from? He’s much more powerful than Bradley. Find him.”“I’m not going hunting for Simon again,” I said. “I’m tired and I need to go home.”“Just track him on his tracking thing,” Brenda said. She had come a long way. She. They spent most nights hanging out together, just walking around theneighborhood or hanging out playing video games, which had only justbeen invented. Sometimes they'd see a Blue gang, and a fight wouldensue. Danny hated the Blues. "Fuckin' Nazis," he'd say. A couple oftimes he came home with bruises, black eyes or minor wounds fromfights he'd been in. Once he got a broken arm. He had it in a cast formonths, because he kept using it as a weapon in fights and the armwouldn't heal properly.Danny. The North LA office had two hundred and forty. The total Foxworth sales was two hundred and twelve. The best part is that the total is busted up between inventory, and custom sales, along with listings. Do you know that the total sales of just these three offices is almost two billion?”That choked me up. I had to tell Kelly that I would talk to her later.Holy shit, two billion in sales just from our three LA office group. I was still in shock when we were brought to the front door of the Mooney. "I'm Harriett, the owner. You'll be safe in here. I madeit very clear that only serious customers are welcome in the store." Sheturned to me. "Mr. Powers, I presume."I hung my head. "Yes ma'am." You've created quite a stir. I'm uncomfortable with it, but I suspect itwill be good for my business. We've never had so much publicity. Sandra'stold me what all you need, so I have put out a number of items for you totry. Once we establish your size, you won't have to keep trying everythingon, though.