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Chapter 4 … The elevator struggled to the third floor, its arrival announced with a weak chime. The dented doors scraped open and Lisa Simpson stepped out into the hallway. She held a keyring out in one hand and carried several heavily used textbooks under her other arm. The full school bag slung over that same shoulder pulled her down on that side. She walked briskly toward her apartment unit, hoping to make it there before she dropped anything. She needed a quiet night in. Time to herself; Time to study with nothing more than a few of her favorite records, and several cups of hot tea to keep her focused throughout the night. Lisa sto

CH 3 … “Michael?... Michael, are you listening?” He had been. He had listened to the old codgers babble on for far too long now. At this point he could not pretend to be interested any longer. For over an hour, they droned on and on about “the old days”. They all tossed around cheap words to inflate their egos even more, words like “respect”, “duty”, and “honor”. Just words to them at this point probably, having been spewed out over a lifetime of crimes and cover-ups, the actual meanings were likely lost to them all. Michael knew what they really cared about though, it was not