Other Lines of Inquiry
Thinking about Chuck’s word puzzle Whiskers thought about other ways to find the doctor. Swiping a claw across the windshield display, Whiskers pushed the data to a corner, and found the city information services search bar. Milliseconds after sending the request the windshield filled with new files. Looking at the wealth of data Whiskers was excited for a brief moment, then the scale of the data search his ears folded down, a long night ahead.
“Directions,” he said to his car.
“Destination?” the car responded.
“Nearest open coffee shop. Auto drive.”
“Gallon O Cafe, three blocks away, estimated arrival, ten minutes.”
“Thank you,” he said to the car, not that he needed to, but manners mattered.
While the car lifted off and maneuvered through the parking garage, Whiskers resumed sorting the files. Personal data stayed in the center of the windshield, family information to the right, and business, school, and licensing to the left. With three “reasonable” stacks of data, Whiskers opened his personal data file.
- Doctor Epsan Mill, recent graduate from Stroud Medical, address on file matched address Whiskers was watching, and two contact numbers.
Returning to the city information system window, Whiskers entered both numbers; one personal and one business. He dialed the personal number, no way the Doctor would answer.
“Hello?” a male voice said questioningly.
“Hello, is this Doctor Mill?” Whisker asked enthusiastically.
“Yes, who is this?”
“This is,” Whisker thought fast, “CAH Augments and if you have a few moments I would like to discuss our new line of augmented hands and forearms.”
Whiskers listened for any background noises or identifying features while the Doctor responded.
“Uh…” The Doctor stalled.
“Is this a bad time?” Whiskers interjected.
“Yes, yes this is a bad time,” Doctor Mill jumped for the offered lifeline. “My, uh office, is being remodeled, can we…”
“I am in town for the next few days,” Whiskers offered another lifeline hoping Doctor Mill would take the bait, “perhaps we could schedule a face-to-face meeting over dinner?”
“That would be great,” Doctor Mill responded enthusiastically. “Can I call you…”
“Can my secretary reach you at this number?” Whiskers jumped in.
“Yes she can.”
“I will have my secretary contact you tomorrow with some times.”
“That would be great.”
“Thank you Doctor Mill, I look forward to seeing you in a few days. Have a good night.”
Elated, Whiskers disconnected the line and let out a whoop of joy. Several people walking past looked his way before entering the Gallon O Cafe shop. Swiping the files into a save bin, Whiskers sent the files as a backup to their office. Windshield clean and proud of the work, Whiskers sat back for a moment. Next step, get his “secretary,” Puddles was going to get mad about that, to contact Doctor Mill. Amused at the thought of Puddles as secretary Whiskers sent her and Chuck a text.
[Found the doctor.]
[Excellent] Puddles responded.
[That’s great!] Chuck responded.
[Still watching at bar.] Puddles sent.
[End surveillance in a few minutes and meet me at Gallon O Cafe.]