Chapter Three Four years later …. The street outside the plain gray edifice was bustling with activity. Cars honked rudely when a young courier dashed between them with a package to deliver, a harried business woman stooped to pick up a sheaf of papers that she’d dropped and a fast walking, fast talking executive with briefcase in hand narrowly missed knocking Hallie McCarty from her feet as she examined the office building trying to determine if she was in the right place. Seeing the name plate on the outside, Hallie smiled to herself, though her countenance remained grim. It was a hot afternoon in August, reminiscent of an August before in a much different place. And yet, just the smell of the air and the ripeness of an impending rain storm brought back a day and a time that the you