I would have never gone so far from home that I would need to fly back just to see some family. This is where my story begins. It was only a few month...s since my departure from the intensive care ward in the hospital. With my parents bidding I had made the choice to go to a school a few states away instead of the local state institution. There was a reason for this. My amnesia affected me enough that I could not recall many names or faces. The interesting part is that I remember all of my. It was, of course, as planned but it would have happened anyway. She was a wonderful lover and taught me a lot, some of which I will share with you but later. How I was to get close enough to Porter-Haynes and Pine to complete my mission will become clear. I got off the plane at Dubai airport; which is really a shopping mall with planes dangling off it. I had flown economy class to Paris and taken a train to Nice. From Nice I hired a car up into the hills of Provence and stayed for a couple of. It is good you are finally back into my programs. You will need more in order to effect changes though." "Do I have time to finish the second?" I asked her. "That I am uncertain of. Since they can no longer detect you they are trying to zero in on the two tracers left in me." Sheila advised me. I nodded as I started to type faster. Pulling it all up was no problem; it was the thousands of lines of code that was taking so long. Thankfully she had managed to get over half of all I needed. “There are coffee grounds in the big can there,” she told her partner, “as well as in those smaller cans along the walls,” she said, pointing. “I assume that dumping the coffee grounds into the larger can keeps Jasmine from having to go outside to throw the grounds away so often, but what do you suppose the smaller cans are for?”“Gosh, I don’t have a clue,” Ashley said, “unless... they are using them for some type of deodorizer, maybe.”She had hit upon the primary reason for the cans of coffee.