Part 90 (2/2)
”You don't care who knows?” Scott asked looking around to see if anyone was paying attention to their conversation Instead the other patrons were engrossed in chess or huddled conversation
Only Chris, the proprietor listened from behind the bar
”The Spook is all anyone knows I like to keep it that way,”
Spook said as he laid the roach end of the joint in the ashtray
”Not bad, huh?” He asked Scott
”Christ, no Kinda hits you between the eyes” Scott rubbed the
”After a couple of days it won't get you so bad,” Spook said
”You said you wanted to do a fair story on hackers, right?”
”Fair? A fair story? I can only try If hackers act and talk like assholes then they'll come across like assholes, no matter what I do However, if they uable position, then maybe someone may listen”
”You sound like you don't approve of our activities” The Spook grinned devilishly
”Honestly, and I shouldn't say this cause this is your grass,”
Scott said lighting the joint again ”No, I don't approve, but I figure there's at least 10 sides to a story, and I'm here to find that story and present all sides Hopefully I can even line up a debate or two Convincing me is not the point; my readers make up their own minds”
The word 'readers' momentarily jolted the Spook until he realized Scotteaves- droppers Spook took the joint from Scott ”You sound like you don't want to approve”
”Having a hard ti doith couess h in my articles”
”I've never read your stuff,” Spook lied
”Mainly in New York”
”That explains it Ever been to Aet a map and truck around”
”How about I show you around, and try to convince you about the honor of our profession?” Spook asked
”Great!” Scott agreed ”But what about” He arette
”Legal on the streets”
”You sure?”
”C' from his chair ”Chris, see you later,” he promised Chris reciprocated and invited his t friends to return any time
Scott followed Spook up the alley nae open square with cafes and street people and hotels ”At night,” Spook said, ”Rembrandt and another 4 or 5 pleins are the social hub of activity for the younger genera- tion Wished I had had this when I was a kid How are your legs?” The Spook a women twenty years his junior