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“Yup! No one was making any terrorist threats!”
“But you did mention a bomb.”
“Well, yes. Einreb booted up his computer and began to merge the artist’s graphics
with his assembler code when Evets popped into Einreb’s cube, handing
Einreb a floppy disk. “If you’re
making accusations at your manager to get out of this, you’re gonna be in
even bigger trouble!”
“Then give me a lie detector test, that’ll prove I’m telling the truth!”
The detective ignored Einreb’s plea and pressed on. Rather than drive home and then drive back to work again in a few hours,
Einreb curled up on the floor under his desk and fell asleep. But remembering advice that his lawyer gave him
after the settlement of his frame-up by AT&T, he knew the best defense
against almost any accusation was complete denial.
