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Unformatted text preview: find out if they know anything else." Lark opened the door and walked towards the elevator, Mitch com- ing behind him hastily and awkwardly and then staring in his usual confused and unfocused way as Lark pressed the button and the eleva- tor doors opened. "Gotta go now, old boy," said Lark. "You want to come with me?" "Not on your life. I'm going right back into the lab. If you don't call me tomorrow-" "I'll call you. In the meantime, this is all-" "-totally under wraps. I mean totally. Is there something in the Keplinger Institute that isn't under wraps? It's a secret buried in a forest of secrets. Don't worry about that part. No one has access to that computer in my office but me. No one could find the files if they did gain access. Don't worry. This is regular for Keplinger. Someday I'll tell you some of our stories . . . with names and dates changed of course." "Good man. I'll call you tomorrow." Lark took Mitch's hand. "Don't leave me dangling, Lar...
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- Spring '10