Chapter - Maybe, maybe not, maybe, maybe

	Chapter - Maybe, maybe not, maybe, maybe
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When John and Fred went to the field, they didn't play soccer at first. Fred covered his mouth with his hand and said, "Let's check the area around here first, and then talk."

John said, "What are we looking for?"

Fred rubbed his nose and said, "Making sure no one is using high tech listeners on us, and no one followed us here."

Fred checked for cars or pedestrians that could have followed them or be recording them, then led Fred down to a small bubbling stream in a gully near the soccer pitch, and sat near it.

"When I met you at work yesterday, we came to my place first. You remember the two skinheads we kept seeing behind us on the way?"

"Sure. But we decided it was nothing important. They didn't try to mug us or anything."

"I bet they followed us to my place. Maybe they're friends of your boss, maybe not. And now Mom finds a bug in my window."

John jumped up. "A bug! you meant that science t..." He stopped, mouth open. Fred was hurriedly and silently trying to shush him, and get him to sit down.

John sat down.

Fred spoke earnestly, looking John in the eyes. "It must be a bug. There's that hand print. It means someone was outside and left the bug there since the last time Mom cleaned, which was yesterday. And there's those skinheads following us yesterday, and it's right after you were attacked. Maybe you saw something, just before they beaned you."

"Well. Maybe."

"And maybe your boss is in on it. Maybe they're using your warehouse to store drugs. What if he keeps secret records on his computer at work?"

"OK. Let's find out. Drop in, just before the end of my next shift. Bring a floppy or two, with titles and files that look like homework. And bring a deck of cards, in case we need to pretend we're doing something else."

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