Sylvia Koning left a short time later,after she had agreed to meet Latto for dinner that evening. Latto went back into his motel room and woke up his computer.He looked at the emails that had come in : two from old friends, one from his bank, one from a neighbour in Britain, and then one from Deborah Spencer.
Latto opend the attachment and looked through it. The programme looked interesting. He Felt sad though when he realised it was something he might never now be apart of. But maybe Sylvia and Ray would still share their ideas with him before he left. After all, that was why he had come here. Sylvia and Ray work addresses were there too, as promised. Latto found the map he had of Santa Cruz and made a note on it of their addresses. He closed the attachment,got off the internet and shut down his computer. He looked at his watch. Twelve o clock. His head was feeling a bit better. He made a sandwich and took it outside to eat in the sunshine. After a few minutes Martinez appeared round the corner. He was carrying a laptop in one hand. It is a beautiful day and I wanted some fresh air so I came Myself, he explained, smiling. Then he waved a hand out towards the beach and the ocean. Nice place you found here.Good, is not it, said Latto, pushing chair out and inviting Martinez to sit down. I have got some cold beer in the fridge. Would you like one? he asked. That kind of you, said Martinez, but I am working. A glass of water would be good. Latto brought some water and then sat down next to Martinez. Martinez opened up the computer and handed it to Latto. A twenty-first-century book of photos, he explained. Have a look through these. Press the down key to go to the next photo. Let me know if you see the man who hit you. OK. Latto started to look through the photos. While Latto was doing this, Martinez spoke again. You were telling me about Parkinson Disease, he said. You were saying that western medicine can not do much for people who have it. That is right, replied Latto, continuing to look at the photos. We have a number of different drugs we can give people. The drugs can help the patient, but only for a few years. After that,the drugs stop working and the patient condition will be the same as before. Maybe worse. Martinez thought about this for a few moments. Sounds bad, agreed Latto. So how were Ms Spencer idea different?. Well,I do not know too much about it yet-that is why I am here, said Latto, smiling at Martinez. However, it seems to work by holding the patient arms and legs so that they have a chance to get better by themselves. Martinez ;ooked thoughtfully at Latto. And this works? he asked, looking surprised. For some people, yes, I believe so, said Latto. For some people it is made agreat difference. He ,oved down to the last photo and then put the computer on the small table. I am sorry, he said. The man who hit me is not one of these. OK. Martinez drank some water and looked our towards the beach and the wharf. Latto did too. There was a group of men and women making music on the beach-some of them playing guitars. There was a man with a snake round his shoulders walking past Casey. This place is strange, thought Latto-surface,people with snakes, sea lion living under the wharf. Those two other doctors-I told them where you were staying. Did they come round and see you earlier? asked Martinez. Yes, replied Latto. And I found out something interesting from them about Deborah Spencer computer, the one that was stolen. Oh yes. said Martinez. Deborah was writing a book,putting down all her ideas about how to help people with Parkinson Disease. And everything she had writing she had written was on that computer. But she kept another copy somewhere? said Martinez. The other doctors-Ray and Sylvia-they say say she did not. She.....well,people do not always keep copies of things they should. True, said Martinez, looking carefully at Latto. So are you say ingthat this man with the ear-ring took the computer because Ms Spencer book was on it? It is possible, Latto reploed but I do not know. I mean, maybe someone wanted to stealher ideas. One of the other doctors? asked Martinez. Latto smiled. you are the detective, he said. Martinez laughed Yes he said, I am. I think I will fine out a bit more about Ray and Sylvia. The scientists say it was not murder, but I always like to get the complete picture before I close a case.
ซิลเวีย Koning เหลือเวลาสั้น ๆ ภายหลัง หลังจากที่เธอได้ตกลงที่จะพบกับ Latto ในค่ำคืนนั้น Latto ก็กลับเข้าห้องพักโรงแรม และตื่นคอมพิวเตอร์ของเขา เขาดูที่อีเมล์ที่มีอยู่ใน: สองจากเพื่อนเก่า จากธนาคารของเขา จากเพื่อนบ้านในสหราชอาณาจักร และจากมารีน่าสเปนเซอร์Latto opend the attachment and looked through it. The programme looked interesting. He Felt sad though when he realised it was something he might never now be apart of. But maybe Sylvia and Ray would still share their ideas with him before he left. After all, that was why he had come here. Sylvia and Ray work addresses were there too, as promised. Latto found the map he had of Santa Cruz and made a note on it of their addresses. He closed the attachment,got off the internet and shut down his computer. He looked at his watch. Twelve o clock. His head was feeling a bit better. He made a sandwich and took it outside to eat in the sunshine. After a few minutes Martinez appeared round the corner. He was carrying a laptop in one hand. It is a beautiful day and I wanted some fresh air so I came Myself, he explained, smiling. Then he waved a hand out towards the beach and the ocean. Nice place you found here.Good, is not it, said Latto, pushing chair out and inviting Martinez to sit down. I have got some cold beer in the fridge. Would you like one? he asked. That kind of you, said Martinez, but I am working. A glass of water would be good. Latto brought some water and then sat down next to Martinez. Martinez opened up the computer and handed it to Latto. A twenty-first-century book of photos, he explained. Have a look through these. Press the down key to go to the next photo. Let me know if you see the man who hit you. OK. Latto started to look through the photos. While Latto was doing this, Martinez spoke again. You were telling me about Parkinson Disease, he said. You were saying that western medicine can not do much for people who have it. That is right, replied Latto, continuing to look at the photos. We have a number of different drugs we can give people. The drugs can help the patient, but only for a few years. After that,the drugs stop working and the patient condition will be the same as before. Maybe worse. Martinez thought about this for a few moments. Sounds bad, agreed Latto. So how were Ms Spencer idea different?. Well,I do not know too much about it yet-that is why I am here, said Latto, smiling at Martinez. However, it seems to work by holding the patient arms and legs so that they have a chance to get better by themselves. Martinez ;ooked thoughtfully at Latto. And this works? he asked, looking surprised. For some people, yes, I believe so, said Latto. For some people it is made agreat difference. He ,oved down to the last photo and then put the computer on the small table. I am sorry, he said. The man who hit me is not one of these. OK. Martinez drank some water and looked our towards the beach and the wharf. Latto did too. There was a group of men and women making music on the beach-some of them playing guitars. There was a man with a snake round his shoulders walking past Casey. This place is strange, thought Latto-surface,people with snakes, sea lion living under the wharf. Those two other doctors-I told them where you were staying. Did they come round and see you earlier? asked Martinez. Yes, replied Latto. And I found out something interesting from them about Deborah Spencer computer, the one that was stolen. Oh yes. said Martinez. Deborah was writing a book,putting down all her ideas about how to help people with Parkinson Disease. And everything she had writing she had written was on that computer. But she kept another copy somewhere? said Martinez. The other doctors-Ray and Sylvia-they say say she did not. She.....well,people do not always keep copies of things they should. True, said Martinez, looking carefully at Latto. So are you say ingthat this man with the ear-ring took the computer because Ms Spencer book was on it? It is possible, Latto reploed but I do not know. I mean, maybe someone wanted to stealher ideas. One of the other doctors? asked Martinez. Latto smiled. you are the detective, he said. Martinez laughed Yes he said, I am. I think I will fine out a bit more about Ray and Sylvia. The scientists say it was not murder, but I always like to get the complete picture before I close a case.
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