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. No problem too large, no problem too small. All work guaranteed."
Guaranteed to be what? Hendrik Schultz looked just like Santa Claus minus
the beard and not at all like my friend Enrico, so I keyed him out-reluctantly,
as I felt kinship with the Reverend Doctor. "Gwen, he's not in the directory, or
not in it by the name on his Golden Rule ID. Does that mean he was never in it?
Or that his name was removed last night before his body was cold?"
"Do you expect an answer? Or are you thinking aloud?"
"Neither one, I guess. Our next move is to query the hub- right?" I checked
the directory, then called the office of immigration at the hub. "This is Dr.
Richard Ames speaking. I'm trying to locate a habitant named Enrico Schultz. Can
you give me his address?"
"Why don't you look him up in the directory?" (She sounded just like my
third-grade teacher-not a recommendation.)
"He's not in the directory. He's a tourist, not a subscriber. I just want
his address in Golden Rule. Hotel, pension, whatever."
"Tut, tut! You know quite well that we don't give out personal information,
even on marks. If he's not listed, then he paid fair and square not to be
listed. Do unto others. Doctor, lest ye be done unto." She switched off.
"Where do we ask now?" inquired Gwen.
"Same place, same seatwarmer-but with cash and in person. Terminals are
convenient, Gwen
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