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Sunday, April 15th; Tracy Island; 9 AM

Brains checked his email every day; he knew if he didn't, his many associates and peers from all over the world would fill his mailbox. When he saw the one from Lena, he smiled. He enjoyed her messages; she wrote the way she talked (although she used the "th" in her writing.). So he opened it.

Less than a minute later, his smile disappeared. Although he was glad she'd found a way to modify his virus scan, what happened with her brother-in-law disturbed him. This could be a problem, especially if this James Matumbo starts making a habit of crossing her path. And he's brought her to the attention of the Hightower family. That can't be good, both for her and for us. I'd better bring this to Mr. Tracy's attention as soon as possible after he returns from Kansas.

He reread her message and had no fault to find with her reasoning and the conclusions she had come to. He also began uploading the modified scan to all servers, and sent an email out to everyone asking them to download it immediately.

Then he remembered Tin-Tin. Poor girl. Now that we've confirmed that Giles Tallman is Giles Hightower, and that the virus was deliberately planted by him - if not created by him - she's going to be devastated. I know she really liked him and enjoyed his messages to her. I hope she can find someone to confide in, who can sympathize with her. I would, but I don't think she'll confide in me.

He saved Lena's message to show Jeff at the earliest opportunity and went on to the other messages in his box.

7 PM

"Mr. Tracy? I need to see you. I'm sorry, Dr. Tracy, but it is important; otherwise I wouldn't have interrupted."

Jeff was sitting at his desk, with Dianne nearby. They looked up as Brains entered and spoke, and Dianne said, "Is this something private? Do you need me to leave?"

"N-no, Dr. Tracy. You would probably hear about it anyway. I got an email from Lena this morning and she was able to successfully modify my scan. But she also found out who probably sent the virus -- and who created it, as well."

"She did? That's fine work," replied Jeff. "And I presume she is well?"

"Yes, sir. But what worries me is how she figured out who the perpetrator was."

"What do you mean?" asked Dianne.

"Let me bring up her email to me on your computer, so you can read it for yourselves."

Jeff nodded and moved out of the way so Brains could access the keyboard. Less than a minute later, Brains had the message up on the screen. He moved to one side and Jeff pulled his chair back up to the desk. Dianne moved around behind him, and they both read the missive from their newest agent. The expressions on both faces changed from interest to concern as they went through it.

"Oh, mah," said Dianne. "This can't be good."

"No, it isn't," replied Jeff. "The Hightowers' business has been trying to steal Tracy Industries' secrets for years, and we've been successful in keeping that from happening so far. But now they are after Lena."

"And Tin-Tin. Don't forget her."

Jeff smiled up at his wife. "And Tin-Tin. This has opened a can of worms for us all." He looked at his engineer. "Brains, what about the modified scan?"

"It has been uploaded into the servers and I've sent an email to everyone requesting they download it to their computers ASAP."

"Very good. Thank you for letting us know about this. I'll have to consider what my next step will be."

"And someone will have to tell Tin-Tin that Giles did deliberately send that virus to her." Dianne sighed. "Ah s'ppose Ah should be the one."

"Thank you, Dr. Tracy," Brains said. "I was going to do it, but I think it would be better if the news came from another woman. If you two will excuse me," and he left them to their thoughts.

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