Billy returned home to tidy up and pack. He might be away a long time and would need clothing, possibly his TV and radio, and the PC and printer. After a light meal he put them in the car and left. For now, he wanted a clean motel room where he could put his stuff, adjoining a decent restaurant where he could get the evening paper.

Such a place was easy to find and had the advantage of being within the city limits. It was the sort frequented by nondescript business travellers rather than truckers. For now, he would try to pose as a nondescript business man looking for work. His every day 'co-ordinated' interview suit was too casual for this, but the black formal suit would do if matched with a striped tie.

Going for a quiet meal, he was able to read the evening Boston Times. The story was brief but damming, promising more revelations to come. Well, most of the revelations would be coming from the associated TV channel tomorrow. He doubted if the police would show any more than casual interest, yet. Certainly, the few diners who also had the paper were sceptical that it was just media hype. Later he phoned the reporter to check on events. The only news was that the TV company was on track to do as Billy wanted.