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After spending the rest of the day and most of the night trying to develop a plan, I decided to see what I could find out about the private club where the crime must have happened. I had no idea where it was, but according to Todd, the trip (no pun intended) began at the Vault. I planned to go to the bar tonight, act like a player, and see what I could find out. But that was several hours away. What do I do now with the whole day in front of me?
A voice from my super ego that was watching over me suggested I use the day to pamper myself, sooth my nerves: meditate, get a massage, go to the gym or even stroll among nature. I could read, nap, take in a movie. But I silenced that voice and listened to the one from my id, the voice demanding instant gratification. I had a mission to accomp
