”She shrugged, “It’s a complicated case. I’ve been knee-deep in it. You brought your laptop?”I handed it over as I asked, “How is it compl...cated?”“You’d need a three-week course in the architecture of the computer network here to even begin to grasp the mind-altering up-fuckedness of the whole system. I think I found three spying systems on my second day delving around your department’s system, and it wouldn’t surprise me if it’s all a SNAFU after some scammer planted key trackers and other. Wait. WHAT? I shake my head and make my way to the counter as he looks up, making eye contact for a brief second. Standing in line, staring for a very long time at the menu on the wall, I feel someone standing beside me. They let out a sigh, as if trying to muster up courage to do something daring. “Um…you must be Cameron?” a nervous voice says, and I look over, staring straight into the bluest eyes I have ever seen.I shake my head, realizing I was right. It was Brock. Pictures did this guy no. Gladys was like most people. Living on dreams. And if you don’t ask too much of her, pay her enough to get by, she’ll never ask questions. Had no interest in knowing what went on around her. In short, the perfect employee. In the morning, before the heat started rising off the desert, Kitten opened the cell door. Anne, who was sitting slumped over, head in hands, looked up. Kitten went to the sink and filled a paper cup with water then handed her a pill. ‘Take this.’ ‘What is it?’ ‘A morning. I think I can help some of these people and make a little more income while I'm at it. It's worth a try, anyway." I agree. I'm pretty hopeless on computers, but Bill and Debbie are really good and I get the feeling Sandy won't be far behind them in a few years. They are making me feel obsolete," I moaned."Don't let it bother you, Doug. You are really good at a lot of other things. Kids naturally gravitate to the latest and greatest gizmos. I only learned because it was part of my job. Otherwise.