.. broke ... our deal...” I said, fighting to keep my thoughts working while noticing how all my senses were sharper, much more sharper than ever be...fore.“I have not. If anyone broke our deal, it was your amigo Joey and your father.”“Joey? ... Dad ... here?”“Our agreement was no one would know you were ever here. If you hadn’t insisted on making that phone call or resisted the twin’s attempts to finish your conditioning, I wouldn’t have to be rushing this now,” he said, turning my increasingly. Tiffler'scredenza that morning. She asked if he was going to keep the dresson, and he told her Mrs. Tiffler had already seen him in the dressyesterday so it was no big deal. He had the credenza loaded and right at ten he was at the Tifflerhouse. A strong young man helped him get it in into the house andin place. When he presented Mrs. Tiffler with the bill she told him hedidn't charge enough. He told her he charged honest prices foreverything. "I have already set up a little supper party. Holy shit!' he said as he turned around to see his bimbofied accountant.Julie giggled."Ya like?" she asked, twirling about to display her new figure and slutty dress."I... wow! Julie, I... is this what you were doing yesterday? Did you go... up there?" Uh-huh!" Julie nodded. "It's so cool! I just meant to pop in, but they were having this special introductory offer and before I knew it, I was a bimbo! I'm really sorry I didn't come back to work. I just totally lost track of time! You aren't. You know my name. I?m...I?m..." His name seemed to stick in his throat."You can?t say it anymore. You know who you were. You always will. You just can?t tell it to anyone. Or write it. Or identify yourself in any way." You bitch!" T-Jay lunged for her. He might not have the knife, but he?d been doing Aikido since he was ten. He could still hurt this Lange bitch, hurt her _real_ bad.Elsbeth vanished as his hands reached her. T-Jay looked around. The apartment was getting dark, hazy. .