Row, Row, Row Your Boat
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I thought about it,
and he had a point. But if Synchro knew something about what had
happened to her, and had information about her medical history on file,
it might implicate them in having caused her amnesia and, more recently,
her disappearance. They wouldn't claim to know anything, I was sure of
it, and would stick to denials of everything. That's how companies like
that work, anyway, isn't it? Deny everything? Send all inquiries to the
lawyers? It was happening already in everything I'd seen from the press
and federal investigations of the company. I had no weight at all
compared to the kind of leverage the bigger entities could muster, and I
knew that they were under absolutely no obligation to assist a stranger
and two of his friends who walked up to the front desk requesting
probably classified and sensitive information. I looked at Hunter and at
Janine. We all needed a shower, already. Tomorrow we'd look even more
disheveled, after sleeping for a few hours on the ground in the middle
of the woods. |