Tank gets us an IT guy with a smokin' laptop, and we put him to work. Hericane reads off endless streams of numbers, and Gary the IT guy types them into his machine as fast as he can. Hericane could do it faster, of course, but her hyper-speed typing would melt the keyboard.
"This is ASCII code," says Gary. "It converts to simple text."
I stare at the laptop screen and shake my head. "I didn't know Mardi Gras was such a computer whiz."
"She had help," says Gary. "The one and only King Crypto. Dude signed his work." He taps the screen and smiles.
"An old boyfriend of hers." Hericane frowns. "I didn't know they were still in touch." Her voice trails off.
There's a moment of awkward silence. Hericane stares at the fingertip in the basin. Gary watches the screen, keeping his h
