I swat shirt at cicadas. I look behind, think, <|No shades,> look forward, say, ,,I am sorry, Mustang.''
I step upon stair, step upon stair, step upon stair, step upon stair, think, <|No blacksuits, shades,> step upon stair, think, <|No drones,> step upon stair...step. <|No people talking loud.> I step...step.
I step left and step left. <|Psycho.> I step upon stair, step upon stair, think, <|Am I?> step upon stair. I step upon stair, upon stair, think, <|Lost in too much data,> step...step. <|Believe Psycho real.> I step upon stair. <|Government may not know.>
,,The company maybe. Global with money. Maybe. Could be both. The government either has not been told or.'' I look down, then up, think, <|Working with.> I wedge hand between wires and pads and say, ''Or is working with the company. Or the government is lost in all the data and hasn't read the obvious warning. They may not care, or want the events to occur.'' <|I don't know.> I look at box.
,,Thank you, Mustang.'' I wipe towel upon body. I wipe sweat from face, head and neck and armpits. I flip towel over back, grasp other end and wipe back. I wipe balls, between legs, ass crack. I flick towel over door, reach into closet. <|The thin suit.> I grab jock and strap jock on.
,,Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,'' says Mustang as he puts bottle of water into cabinet. Mustang drinks water.
Mustang smiles. ,,Find two contractors at Larry's Fajitas. It's easy to find two. But the right two...'' He pulls back his blonde hair behind head, pulls band around hair, loops, twists, snaps band around pony tail. ''Richard Taft and Betty Washington.''
I walk to office, grab jacket, blow out candle, grab tie, roll tie to a cylinder and slide tie cylinder in to jacket pocket, toss and hold jacket over shoulder. <|Handkerchief.> I walk to window, open window.
I think, <|No,> step, grab jacket, walk to entrance, open door, feel and think to Psycho, >|Report.<