The 22nd Secret (44 page)

“
W
h
a
t do
y
ou th
i
nk
?
”
H
e
n
r
y
a
sked.
“
You
r
e
a
d
y
to
le
a
rn mo
r
e
a
bout all
t
his?
Mi
g
ht as w
e
l
l
,
ca
use th
e
re
a
in’t no b
ac
ki
n
g
o
u
t for
y
ou no
w
.”

“
W
h
y
me
?
”
Ch
e
n
a
sked.

“
I
pick
e
d
y
ou
b
eca
u
s
e
of
y
o
ur
e
x
p
e
ri
e
n
c
e
with
y
o
u
r missi
l
e
pro
g
r
a
m.
W
e
c
o
uld
m
a
ke
a plausible
rea
son f
o
r
y
ou to be in th
i
s co
u
nt
r
y
.
I
k
n
e
w
y
ou w
e
re
e
d
u
ca
ted in
En
g
land
a
nd h
e
r
e
in the
U
.
S
., so
I
ho
p
e
d
y
ou
wouldn’t h
a
ve
a
stro
n
g
a
cce
n
t
. You
’
re
g
ood look
i
ng
e
no
u
g
h to
m
a
y
b
e
g
e
t
i
n that
g
ir
l
'
s pa
n
ts.
I
n
e
v
e
r he
a
rd of
a
n
y
one
e
lse
doing
that.
S
h
e
’s the
k
e
y
.
W
i
t
hout he
r
, none of
us
g
ot a
n
y
th
i
n
g
.”

H
e
n
r
y
pick
e
d
up a
binder
a
nd h
a
nd
e
d it
to
C
h
e
n
.
I
t
w
a
s
P
a
m’s Mast
e
r
’
s the
s
i
s
.

“
C
a
ll
th
i
s a
g
e
stu
r
e
of
g
o
od f
a
i
t
h. Re
a
d it
but
y
ou
won
’
t unde
r
stand it. Th
a
t
’s the
theo
r
y.
W
on’t do
y
ou
a
n
y
g
ood
t
hou
g
h. M
a
y
b
e
in
t
e
n
y
e
a
rs or
so
y
ou
a
nd s
e
v
e
r
a
l
o
f
y
o
u
r b
e
st people will
f
i
g
u
r
e
it
ou
t
.
B
ut
h
e
l
l
,
b
y
then
w
e
’ll h
a
ve
so
m
e
th
i
ng
b
e
t
te
r.”

“
W
ho’s Pam
e
la
K
ol
l
e
r
?
”

“
Th
a
t’s the
g
irl
y
ou
’
re
g
o
ing
to
t
r
y
a
nd m
e
e
t
t
omor
r
ow du
r
i
n
g
P
ro
fe
ssor
We
ike
r
’s l
ec
tu
r
e
.
P
a
m
’
s her
r
e
a
l
n
a
me,
g
re
w up in
I
d
a
ho.
S
he
tried
t
o publ
i
sh th
a
t
t
h
e
sis
a
nd we
w
e
nt ball
i
st
i
c
.
S
o we
g
ot her
w
o
rking for
u
s at
L
os A
l
a
mos.
W
i
t
hin
four
y
e
a
r
s
, she
turn
e
d t
h
a
t
t
h
e
o
r
y
in
t
o a wo
r
king w
ea
pon,
a
kind
of
ste
a
l
t
h
y
virus.
I
t
’s in just about
e
v
e
r
y
th
i
n
g
y
ou
p
e
ople
g
ot. Now sh
e
’s kind of bu
r
n
e
d out.
S
h
e
’s
on le
a
ve
of
a
bsenc
e
.
S
h
e
’s
g
oi
n
g
to be in
y
our
c
l
a
ss
t
omor
r
ow mornin
g
.
J
ust
tr
y
a
nd s
a
y
hi or somethin
g
.
I
don
’
t
know how
w
e
’ll
r
ec
ruit
h
e
r
, but
t
a
ke
y
our time. Move
slow.”

“
T
r
y
thr
e
a
teni
n
g
h
e
r
f
a
m
i
l
y
.”
Ch
e
n
a
d
d
e
d sa
r
ca
st
i
ca
l
l
y
.

“
Th
a
t’s
a
n opt
i
on.
B
ut
I
th
i
nk we
should t
r
y a
kinde
r
,
g
e
nt
l
e
r
a
pproa
c
h
fi
r
s
t
.
S
he
h
a
ted d
e
v
e
lop
i
ng
a
ll
th
i
s as a
w
ea
pon. H
a
t
e
d the
w
hole
s
ec
r
e
t
m
i
l
i
t
a
r
y
d
e
a
l
, didn’t h
a
ve
a
si
n
g
le
f
ri
e
nd
a
t
L
os A
l
a
mos. No one
l
i
k
e
d h
e
r
.
I
g
u
e
ss she
’
s so
sma
r
t she just
didn’t r
e
la
t
e
to a
n
y
on
e
.
S
h
e
’s r
e
a
l s
h
y
, n
e
v
e
r
r
ea
l
l
y
h
a
d
a
c
h
a
n
c
e
to de
v
e
lop no
r
mal so
c
ial skil
l
s.
S
he
sta
r
ted
c
ol
le
g
e
a
t fou
r
te
e
n,
w
e
nt
t
o wo
r
k f
o
r us
a
t sev
e
nt
e
e
n. Re
a
d t
h
a
t pap
e
r, m
e
m
o
ri
z
e
h
e
r
p
ictur
e
,
a
nd
r
e
memb
e
r she
’
ll
ca
ll
h
e
r
s
e
lf Pat
t
y
L
a
w
re
n
c
e
.
W
h
a
tev
e
r
y
ou
d
o,
d
on’t
e
v
e
r m
e
nt
i
on T
i
n
o, that p
a
p
e
r, or
m
e
.
J
ust
s
o we
don
’
t a
cc
ident
a
l
l
y
sl
i
p u
p
, w
e
’ll all
r
e
fer to P
a
m as P
a
t
t
y
L
a
w
r
e
n
c
e
f
rom now
on
.
”

Ch
e
n looked
a
t
h
e
r
pictu
r
e.
S
he
w
a
s cl
e
a
r
l
y
a
b
ea
u
t
i
ful
g
irl, with long
blond
h
a
ir
a
nd a
g
r
ea
t f
i
g
u
r
e
.

“
I
don
’
t
t
hink
I
’ll fo
r
g
e
t
t
his f
ace
.
”