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Part 34 – Real Food
and Real People –
Don was still thinking about Rubel as he walked up the
hallway toward Will’s room. He’d almost
gotten to the room before he realized that no one was on guard duty outside the
door. He set his jaw, someone was in trouble,
and pushed open the door.
The room was empty.
The extra chairs removed, the bed made.
Don’s heart clenched and adrenaline slammed into his veins. He’d been gone too long, something had
happened, Will was in surgery, Will died,
and no one told him.
Before he could completely panic, the door opened. Don spun to see one of the ICU nurses.
“Mr. Stevens was moved out of ICU,” the nurse said
quickly.
Don sighed in relief and she gave him an understanding
smile.
“Room 331,” she said.
Don nodded and hurried out to find the new room.
It was easy to spot, once he was on the right floor, because
Eno was sitting in a chair outside the door.
Don greeted Eno then opened the door.
Will was sitting up in bed, and had a lot fewer things attached to him
than he had in ICU.
“Look at you!” Don smiled.
“Hey,” Will said.
“Wherez you been?”
“We caught our hacker,” Don said, then lept to keep Will in
the bed as he surged forward.
“Wha?” Will growled.
“You diddn’ tell me?”
Don pushed Will back to the pillow. “I’ve been trying to break him down. We haven’t got the mole yet.”
Will grumbled under his breath and sat back.
“In fact,” Don continued, “Charlie thinks that there isn’t a
mole, that Rubel – that’s the hacker’s name – has done it all by himself.”
“Bro-oke into DEAz computerz?” Will said with disbelief. “How gud iz thiz guy?”
“Very good. Charlie
was fawning all over him like a groupie.”
“Huh,” Will said.
“Tell me all ‘bout it!”
“At least let me say ‘hi’ to your sister first,” Don
said. He smiled at Amy. “Actually, this will interest you too, I
bet. But don’t ask me technical
questions! You’ll have to talk to
Charlie for that.”
“Is he coming here?” Amy asked from her spot on the other
side of Will’s bed.
“No,” Don chuckled.
“Colby made him go home to bed.
One minute he’s the FBI’s computer god, then the next he’s a little boy
with a bed time.”
Amy laughed. “He’s a
sweetie. They both are.”
“Yep,” Don said.
Will made an impatient sound and Don said, “Okay,” and
pulled up a chair.
For the next hour, Don told Will and Amy everything he could
remember from the moment that he’d gotten into the office. He answered Will’s still stumbling questions
and even a few of Amy’s technical ones.
“Now,” Don summed up with a sigh. “It’s wait on Charlie time, as usual.”
“Nothing you can do?” Amy asked sympathetically.
“None of the usual interrogation tactics will work on this
guy.”
“Wha ‘bout un’usal?” Will asked.
“Like what?”
“If ya le’ me see recor’ing, I’ll tell ya.”
Don raised his eyebrows, but understood Will’s desire to see
Rubel’s face, hear his words directly.
“Blackmailing me already, eh? You
must be feeling better.”
Will grinned.
“Okay,” Don agreed. “I’ll get Megan to bring over a copy on a
laptop.”
“Will had another first earlier,” Amy said with a smile.
“Real fuud,” Will said.
“Well, appusause ‘n juise.”
“Great!” Don said, “We’ll get you up to a steak in no time.”
“Sssteak,” Will groaned.
“Don’t start on that again,” Amy laughed.
Don chuckled in agreement.
“I’m gonna go give Megan a call, then be back, okay?”
Will nodded. Don
stepped out to call Megan, and, by the time he’d returned, Will was
asleep. Quietly, Don pulled up a chair
to Will’s bedside, smiled at Amy, and picked up the newspaper.
“Don?” someone was saying, shaking his shoulder.
Don blinked and stretched, trying to unkink himself from
chair he’d fallen asleep in. A section
of newspaper slid to the floor.
“That looked awfully uncomfortable,” Megan said with a
smile. “And Will wants to talk with
you.”
Don looked over at the bed to see that Will was frowning at
a computer on his lap. The recording
that was playing explained why Rubel’s voice had been twining through Don’s
dreams.
Will looked over at Don and Megan. “You ‘splain?” he requested.
“You got it,” Megan said.
She leaned against the bed and took off her glasses. “Will and I have been talking and watching
the tape again. Oh, and I went home and
got some sleep too. Cleared my head
some. What we need is to show Rubel how
his abstract principles played out in concrete reality. Show him real people that got hurt. He’s arguing high ideals and statistics,
let’s show him the dirty real world.”
“CTen,” Will commented.
“Right,” Megan said.
“Will pointed out something I should have noticed immediately. Even if I was distracted by what happened
after.”
Will shook his head then gave Don an understanding smile,
and Don figured out ‘what happened’ was Don had shook off Megan and stormed
back into the room.
“When Charlie was asking him about how dangerous CTen is,”
Megan continued. “Rubel kept answering a different question, about prescription
drugs, marijuana, etc. He doesn’t want
to acknowledge how dangerous CTen really is.”
“True,” Don said slowly.
“That’s true.” He looked at Will
and a vindictive smile lit his face. “I
need to take him to the morgue.”
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