Chapter 16

“Basically, it’s the screen he’s standing in front of. Depending on the use it can be either green or blue. A computer program projects the weather graphics onto anything the same color so if he wore something blue the weather maps would show up on him.”

Craig looked around for his soda. He needed a drink to counteract the salty popcorn. Apparently, Martha didn’t have concerns about sodium intake. “Of course, that’s a really simplified explanation.”

“And how do you know all this, Mr. Smarty-Pants?” Amy deigned to open one eye, the better to glare at him. The threat somewhat lessened by the loose strands of hair falling over her face. They had both worked too many hours this week.

“I hear things.” Craig shrugged, striving for a casual manner and failing horribly. “He’s been coming into the restaurant for lunch a lot.”

“And?”