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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 98 of 307 Note to self: If I ever want to end up old and alone, living in a single wide at the base of a rock quarry, just give nothing but commands to people. Maybe Steve liked his solitude but that kind of life wasn't something that I was looking forward to. Steve plopped himself in front of his flat screens, "I'm going to keep looking for her from my end. I still might catch some data traces. We're not going to find her on hunches. We'll find her when she pops up. I just want you there, so that we can be absolutely sure when she does." "So, you have some certified letter I'm supposed to give her?" "We're nowhere near that." He didn't look at me. "Did I tell you what the day rate is for when you have to go on trips like this?" "Yes." And I remembered not being able to believe I could count that high when I heard it. It was a lot of ducats. Steve was obviously changing the subject because there were things he didn't want to talk about. He didn't want to tell me who was looking for this girl or why. He didn't want to tell me if I was just supposed to snap some pictures of her pretty face or what. "There are two envelopes on the counter'. One is for expenses and one is your day rate for five days. You can return the excess to me if we find her early. If we don't find her, I'll |