that everyone else be EXACTLY like him. We're all
individuals and none of us are perfect. He doesn't expect us to be. He
only expects us to do what is right."
90 "I see," said Bullet.
91 The Young Speaker returned. "You must have an apartment somewhere,"
he remarked, "you want to go pick up your personal things?"
92 "Good idea!" agreed Bullet. "You hadn't better come along, though,
could be dangerous."
93 "It'll be alright," insisted The Young Speaker. They took a driver
and one of the cars and drove to one of the more fashionable
neighborhoods in the city to a luxurious apartment house with a
Security Guard, and electric gate. "Good morning, Gray Crow!" the Guard
greeted as Bullet walked up to the door.
94 "I'm moving, Swift," he told the Guard. "These men will be helping
me. Can we use the loading space by the elevator?"
95 "Go right ahead," agreed the Guard. "No deliveries today, anyway.
The ladies around here are sure going to miss you! You gave the place
character!"
96 "Thanks!" laughed Bullet. He slipped a twenty credit note out of his
pocket and slid it across the desk.
97 "Thank you!" smiled the Guard. "The Maintenance Man's around if you
need some help with your things."
98 "What I need," announced Bullet, "is some boxes!"
99 "There's plenty in the trash room," offered the Guard. "Help
yourself."
100 They grabbed some boxes, took the elevator up to the third floor.
As they got off and walked down the balcony they could see the garden
and the large swimming pool below. There were several very beautiful
young women either swimming in the pool, or laying around on lounge
chairs. They were all wearing the new two-piece swimsuits that were
very popular.
101 When one of them saw Bullet, she hollered and waved, and several of
the others waved also. The Driver