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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 51 of 307 Spy school. He gave me an FTP address to upload the video and pictures to, so that we'd have an immediate back up. Starbucks' WIFI is almost as delicious as their coffee. He gave me all my goodies and handed me the address of the Starbucks where I was supposed to catch a picture of this guy and the woman he was most likely meeting. "Get there early so you can practice with the stuff before you actually need to start recording." CHAPTER 8 And that was it. I was bouncing down Steve's dirt road but this time, when I got to Highway 89, I was going to turn right, instead of left, and head north toward Provo. I was on a case. On duty. Active and apparently a little excited. Plus I had cool gadgets. I didn't know if Steve was playing loose and easy with my Apprentice Investigators License or not, as it had not arrived yet, but it didn't seem like I was doing anything illegal or that actually needed licensing. I hate talking on the phone while driving. I am one of those people who pays attention to the- statistics that involve all the auto wrecks caused by dippy folk who can't stand seven seconds of silence. Trust me. I can stand seven seconds of silence. Much more than that, really. I prefer it. But there are some things that you have got to share with a best friend and luckily I had |