The officer stopped his car and approached the boy, noting his bony appearance and the severe bruises on his face, as well as a deep cut along his chin.
—New York Times, September 30, 1990
New York TimesCody lounged back in the driver seat of his car, debating his next move. People filled the sidewalks as they explored the seaside village for late dinner and other evening entertainment. He turned his attention back to his phone. Earlier this afternoon he’d found a bug in his office. The tiny tracker on one of Emery’s new bug-detecting prototypes had gone off. Cody had been tinkering with the new device and had located the bug, lodged in a tiny crevice of wood near the window. Cody took his time removing it so as to not give a clue to its installer that he’d found it. It was time to quit
