Bill sighed into the phone. "We think we saw Bobby's girlfriend there with another guy."Sammy's eyes narrowed, and her grip tightened around the phone... in anger. "You sure about that?" she asked."Well, not 100%. But Bobby showed me a picture of her at school, and this girl was like her long lost twin if it wasn't her. And they were walking around holding hands and kissing, stuff like that. Then just a little bit ago we saw her getting into his car to leave." He paused. "So, you think I should. Her shoulders rounded and her arms tight to her sides.So now that you’re here, with him… When you do this… Do you think it will be a one time deal, to satisfy a craving, or do you think it will be an ongoing part of your life?Contemplating. “I honestly don’t know. I hope it’s just a craving I need to fulfil, because to be honest, as much as I want to do it, it disgusts me. I’m appalled that I want to do it, but I can’t get it out of my mind. I need it.”Is it the sex you crave, or the a****l, or. Gunnerson." Well I am guessing you figured out that Sam's techniques are based onliterature?" At Bernie's nod, Guns continued, "Well that is a shitloadof information for even an advance brain-box like Sam's to process. As aresult I implemented two types of search mechanisms to process thatinformation, probabilistic and deterministic. Are you familiar with theconcepts?" Yes Mr. Gunnerson," Bernie answered with growing excitement, as hebegan to see where the man was headed."Well then you will. Clicked. Like the locks in the safe. Left three. Right twelve. The lock snapped open, just like my eyes.She was gone.Fuck.It took a moment to register then I sat bolt upright. Looked to the side of the desk. The holdall was gone too.Double fuck.I scrambled off the bed. Phone: gone. The only thing that remained was the laptop, still spooling the security footage. I could see myself crouched, working on the safe in the office. Why would she leave that? It made no sense. Until I fast-forwarded to.