From:	The Deb Decker <RJR96326@****.UTULSA.EDU>
Subject:	The Sighing Game
Date:	Thu, 1 Jul 1993 16:35:32 -0500

>>>>>[Well, Gawk, I don't know what to say. You realize I'm not in the
Seattle Plex, that I'm in Tulsa, Oklahoma, in the CAS, right? Come on
down and I'll show you around. That is, of course, if you're not busy
dodging bullets.

I checked the records at the hospital and they still show up clean. But I
don't trust them. I'm sure a body was shipped out, and that it belonged to
Kim, but I'm equally sure that he's decking for Brit Tech now. What I need
is for someone to break in to the attending surgeon's office and see if there
are any personal notes or items that would help out here. Contact me privately
if you want to help.

I always knew Spectre would dive off the deep end. That guy is just too
psycho. Glad I'm not in Seattle. . .

Cerise, I'm glad to see your alright. I had to deal with a Gator shaman like
that once. He threatened a lot, but like you say, everything about Gator is
lazy.]<<<<<
-- Jaez <16:36:53/7-1-54>