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e　worked　for　a　power　pany。〃　Annoyed　that　a　witness　had　taken　his　photograph；　he　insisted　on　leaving　before　the　media　arrived　because；　as　he　put　it；　〃I　place　a　high　value　on　my　privacy。〃　
　That　hair's…breadth　rescue　had　occurred　at　7：40　Thursday　evening　a　Boston　at　4：40　Portland　time　yesterday　afternoon。　Holly　looked　at　the　office　wall　clock。　It　was　now　2：02　Friday　morning。　Nicky　O'Conner　had　been　plucked　off　that　vault　cover　not　quite　nine　and　a　half　hours　ago。　
　The　trail　was　still　fresh。　
　She　had　questions　to　ask　the　Globe　reporter　who　had　written　the　PIECE　But　it　was　only　a　little　after　five　in　the　morning　in　Boston。　He　wouldn't　the　at　work　yet。　
　She　closed　out　the　Press's　current…edition　data　file。　On　the　PUTER　screen；　the　standard　menu　replaced　the　enlarged　newspaper　text。　
　Through　a　modern　she　accessed　the　vast　network　of　data　services　to　which　the　Press　subscribed。　She　instructed　the　Newsweb　service　to　scan　the　stories　that　had　been　carried　by　the　wire　services　and　published　in　major　U。S。　newspapers　during　the　past　three　months；　looking　for　INSTANCES　in　which　the　name　〃Jim〃　had　been　used　within　ten　words　of　either　〃rescue〃　or　the　phrase　〃saved　the　life。〃　She　asked　for　a　printout　of　every　article；　if　there　should　be　any；　but　asked　to　be　spared　multiples　of　the　same　incident。　
　While　Newsweb　was　fulfilling　her　request；　she　snatched　up　the　phone　at　her　desk　and　called　long…distance　information　for　area　code　318；　then　212　then　714；　and　619；　seeking　a　listing　for　Jim　Ironheart　in　Los　angelese　Orange；　Riverside；　San　Bernardino；　and　San　Diego　counties。　
　None　of　the　operators　was　able　to　help　her。　If　he　actually　lived　in　southern　California　as　he　had　told　her　he　did；　his　phone　was　unlisted。　
　The　laser　printer　that　she　shared　with　three　other　workstations　was　humming　softly。　The　first　of　Newsweb's　finds　was　sliding　into　the　receiving　tray。　
　She　wanted　to　hurry　to　the　cabinet　on　which　the　printer　stood；　grab　the　first　printout；　and　read　it　at　once；　but　she　restrained　herself；　focusing　her　attention　on　the　telephone　instead；　trying　to　think　of　another　way　to　locate　Jim　Ironheart　down　there　in　the　part　of　California　that　locals　called　〃the　Southland。〃　
　A　few　years　ago；　she　simply　could　have　accessed　the　California　Department　of　Motor　Vehicles　puter　and；　for　a　small　fee；　received　the　street　address　of　anyone　holding　a　valid　driver's　license　in　the　state。　
　But　after　the　actress　Rebecca　Schaeffer　had　been　murdered　by　an　obsessed　fan　who　had　tracked　her　down　in　that　fashion；　a　new　law　had　imposed　restrictions　on　DMV　records。　
　If　she　had　been　an　acplished　puter　hacker；　steeped　in　their　arcane　knowledge；　she　no　doubt　could　have　finessed　entrance　to　the　DMV　records　in　spite　of　their　new　safeguards；　or　perhaps　she　could　have　pried　into　credit…agency　databanks　to　search　for　a　file　on　Ironheart。　
　She　had　known　reporters　who　honed　their　puter　skills　for　just　that　purpose；　but　she　had　always　sought　her　sources　and　information　in　a　strictly　legitimate　fashion；　without　deception。　
　Which　is　why　you're　writing　about　such　thrilling　stuff　as　the　Timber　Trophy；　she　thought　sourly。　
　While　she　puzzled　over　a　solution　to　the　problem；　she　hurried　to　the　vending　room　and　got　a　cup　of　coffee　from　the　coin…operated　brewer。　It　tasted　like　yak　bile。　She　drank　it　anyway；　because　she　was　going　to　need　the　caffeine　before　the　night　was　through。　She　bought　another　cup　and　returned　with　it　to　the　newsroom。　
　The　laser　printer　was　silent。　She　grabbed　the　pages　from　its　tray　and　sat　down　at　her　desk。　
　Newsweb　had　turned　up　a　thick　stack　of　stories　from　the　national　press　in　which　the　name　〃Jim〃　was　used　within　ten　words　of　〃rescue〃　or　〃saved　the　life。〃　She　counted　them　quickly。　Twenty…nine。　
　The　first　was　a　human…interest　piece　from　the　Chicago　Sun…Times；　and　Holly　read　the　opening　sentence　aloud：　〃Jim　Foster；　of　Oak　Park；　has　rescued　over　one　hundred　stranded　cats　from〃　She　dropped　that　printout　in　her　wastecan　and　looked　at　the　next　one。　It　was　from　the　Philadelphia　Inquirerù　〃Jim　Pilsbury；　pitching　for　the　Phillies；　rescued　his　club　from　a　humiliating　defeat〃　Throwing　that　one　aside；　as　well；　she　looked　at　the　third。　It　was　a　movie　review；　so　she　didn't　bother　searching　for　the　mention　of　Jim。　The　fourth　was　a　reference　to　Jim　Harrison；　the　novelist。　The　fifth　was　a　story　about　a　New　Jersey　politician　who　used　the　Heimlich　maneuver　to　save　the　life　of　a　Mafia　boss　in　a　barroom；　where　they　were　having　a　couple　of　beers　together；　when　the　patron　began　to　choke　to　death　on　a　chunk　of　peppery　hot　Slim　Jim　sausage。　
　She　was　beginning　to　worry　that　she　would　e　up　empty…handed　by　the　bottom　of　the　stack；　but　the　sixth　article；　from　the　Houston　Chronicle；　opened　her　eyes　wider　than　the　vile　coffee　had。　WOMAN　SAVED　FROM；　VENGEFUL　HUSBAND。　On　July　14；　after　winning　both　financial　and　child　custody　issues　in　a　bitter　divorce　suit；　Amanda　Cutter　had　nearly　been；　shot　by　her　enraged　husband；　Cosmo；　outside　her　home　in　the　wealth　River　Oaks　district　of　the　city。　After　Cosmo　missed　her　with　the　first　two　shots；　she　had　been　saved　by　a　man　who　〃appeared　out　of　nowhere；〃　wrestled　her　maddened　spouse　to　the　ground；　and　disarmed　him。　
　her　savior　had　identified　himself　only　as　〃Jim；〃　and　had　walked　off　into　that　humid　Houston　afternoon　before　the　police　arrived。　The　thirty…year…old　divorcee　had　clearly　been　smitten；　for　she　described　him　as　〃handsome　sort　of　muscular；　like　a　superhero　right　out　of　a　movie；　with　the　dreamie　blue　eyes。〃　
　Holly　could　still　picture　Jim　Ironheart's　intensely　blue　eyes。　She　was　not　the　kind　of　woman　who　would　refer　to　them　as　〃dreamy；〃　although　they　were　certainly　the　clearest　and　most　arresting　eyes　she'd　ever。　。。　oh　hell；　yes；　they　were　dreamy。　She　was　reluctant　to　admit　to　the　adolescent　reaction　that　he　had　inspired　in　her；　but　she　was　not　any　better　at　deceiving　herself　than　she　was　at　deceiving　other　people。　
　She　recalled　an　initial　eerie　impression　of　inhuman　coldness；　upon　first　meeting　his　gaze；　but　that　passed　and　never　returned　from　the　moment　he　smiled。　
　The　seventh　article　was　about　another　modest　Jim　who　had　not　hung　around　to　accept　thanks　and　praise…or　media　attention…after　rescuing　Carmen　Diaz；　thirty；　from　a　burning　apartment　house　in　Miami　on　the　fifth　of　July。　He　had　blue　eyes。　
　Poring　through　the　remaining　twenty…two　articles；　Holly　found　two　more　about　Ironheart；　though　only　his　first　name　was　mentioned。　On　June　1；　Thaddeus　Johnson；　twelve；　had　almost　been　pitched　off　the　roof　of　an　eight…story　Harlem　tenement　by　four　members　of　a　neighborhood　youth　gang　who　had　not　responded　well　to　his　disdainful　rejection　of　an　invitation　to　join　their　drug…peddling　fraternity。　He　was　rescued　by　a　blue…eyed　man　who　incapacitated　the　four　thugs　with　a　dazzling　series　of　Tae　Kwan　Do　kicks；　chops；　thrusts；　and　throws。　〃He　was　like　Batman　without　the　funny　clothes；〃　Thaddeus　had　told　the　Daily　News　reporter。　
　Two　Wednesdays　prior　to　that；　on　June　7；　another　blue…eyed　Jim　〃just　seemed　to　materialize〃　on　the　property　of　Louis　Andretti；　twenty…eight；　of　Corona；　California；　in　time　to　warn　the　homeowner　not　to　enter　a　crawlspace　under　his　house　to　repair　a　plumbing　leak。　〃He　told　me　a　family　of　rattlers　had　settled　in　there；〃　Andretti　told　the　reporter。　
　Later；　when　agents　from　the　county's　Animal　Control　inspected　the　crawlspace　from　the　perimeter；　with　the　aid　of　a　halogen　lamp；　they　saw　not　just　a　nest　but　〃something　out　of　a〃　nightmare；〃　and　eventually　extracted　forty…one　snakes　from　beneath　the　structure。　〃What　I　don't　understand；〃　Andretti　said；　〃is　how　that　guy　knew　the　rattlers　were　there；　when　I　live　in　the　house　and　never　had　a　clue。〃　
　Now　Holly　had　four　linked　incidents　to　add　to　the　rescue　of　Nicky　O　Conner　in　Boston　and　Billy　Jenkins　in　Portland；　all　since　the　first　of　June。　She　typed　in　new　instructions　to　Newsweb；　asking　for　the　same　search　to　be　made　for　the　months　of　March；　April；　and　May。　
　She　needed　more　coffee；　and　when　she　got　up　to　go　to　the　vending　room；　she　saw　that　George　Fintel　had　evidently　awakened　and　staggered　home。　
　She　hadn't　heard　him　leave。　Tommy　was　gone；　as　well。　She　was　alone。　
　She　got　another　cup　of　coffee；　and　it　didn't　taste　as　bad　as　it