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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 57 of 307 I lifted my foot from the accelerator until the danger had passed. The line of cars behind me, horns blaring, had no idea I was saving lives. Or at least one. Never Negligent Nephi has a lot to live for. The Starbucks had the typical strip-mall layout - long and thin. Even with all the free-standing shelving that served up everything from'CDs to pound bags of beans,^I was still able to find a seat in a corner that would allow me to zero in on anyone. I had studied the picture of the guy enough. Thick wavy blond hair, blue eyes, bland features. Yes, this described over fifty-percent of the men in Utah, but I would be able to spot this one from a mole he sported just under his jawline that must have been the dickens to shave around. Steve would not tell me his name. I decided that I would refer to him, in my mind at least, as Ralph. I seated myself with my coffee and began to peruse the documentation for Outside World. It did not try to sell itself as spy equipment. It just promised to locate and integrate any and all cameras it noticed on a system when it was launched. Technically it could have found eight other USB cameras on the computer and then it would have started capturing their streams as well, creating perfect little view squares on the screen for each one-. Each camera could be labeled, and the video streams could be forwarded automatically to any number of places. I had thought |