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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 294 of 307 this morning. Here were the calls made to me while Dale Cox was chasing me through the streets of San Francisco. Before those was a call to somewhere in Reno. Was it Harrah's, where I had stayed? I banged the Reno number in to the application without following it with a command. This was the default setting that would respond with lattitude and longitude coordinates. 39.4898, -120.3421 Google Earth floated right to: Johny's Reno Bail and Bond. I blinked. I scrolled back to see when the call had been placed. Hmm... right about the time that Cox had been bailed out. Steve had bailed out Dale Cox? "Are you shitting me?" There was no one in the room. The words came out of my mouth quite involuntarily. Te uso. This was Buddha. "Thanks, Buddha. Yes, I've been used." I tried to piece it together. Steve bailed out Cox. Steve knew Cox would go after Sarah. He figured that I would be protecting Sarah. He had armed me in the beginning simply so I could protect Sarah. He knew that to stop Cox I would have to shoot Cox. What he didn't plan on is my inability to shoot people. It may not have played out exactly as he had figured it would, but he was one heck of a marionettist. I muttered into the room, "Steve wanted Cox dead. Why?" |
