Yeah, right. Kirkland stops, looks at Murphy, looks through the window to IR 
3. The girl sitting at the macroplast table looks to be in her early twenties. 
She wears a broad-brimmed black hat and matching pullover. Her hair is black, 
too, and long, tumbling over her shoulders. Kirkland can see clearly that her 
eyes are beet-red and her face looks clammy. Kirkland returns his gaze to 
Murphy. "So?"