A man with bright red skin stepped out of the glow and walkedover to the still smouldering time telescope. He played a scanning beamof light over the ...evice, frowning at the information it sent back tohim."This won't do," he said, "this won't do at all." *Chapter 2: The New BoyClaire and her next door neighbour and best friend, Lana Lang walked toschool together every morning. There was only one thing Lana wanted totalk about this particular morning."So, Claire,". It should have been gone as soon as the investigation was completed. In fact I had sent an email to Washington that it was to be disposed of.I pulled out the state department smarter than smart phone because it would work anywhere in the world I was told; the other phone I carried would not even work in the back yard sometimes. I had it on speaker; Ching Lee was standing beside me so she could hear.“Victor, why is the blown up Suburban still sitting inside the embassy compound at Morocco?” I. A lot of girls would kill for the opportunity that I had. I finally replied to their message. My fingers trembling as I typed. I proofread the email four or five times, before I pushed the send button with only a moment of hesitation.I had a long time to think of an excuse for my two year departure, and now was the time to use the best one I had come up with. I went downstairs and sat with my parents who were already eating breakfast.“Mom, Dad. Can I talk to you?” I asked.“Sure honey” My mom. "You must have been so miserable and confused."She looked surprised. "Confused, yes, you're right about that, but not miserable," she replied. "At least, not at first. To begin with I thought it was just a mix-up." And so Fran told me her tale.As I briefed her on the report that day in the office she had been surprised to find that her natural sympathy for my bereavement grew into an unaccountable and almost irresistible urge to throw her arms around me and cover me in kisses. But after I had.