At least Ryan had shown him how to fix a malfunctioning security fence with the computer program. He’d be done in half an hour, tops. Unfortunately, he soon discovered that today’s problem was completely different from the one Ryan had fixed the day he’d arrived. After four hours of work, Paul swiveled his chair toward Harry, who’d been silently observing him. “I give up. This machine has exhausted my expertise.” Harry eyed Paul appraisingly. “It would have done that to me three and a half hours ago. I always thought you knew more about computers than you let on.” “Pretending ignorance gets me out of jobs I’d rather not do. Too bad I’m not pretending now.” Paul stretched his arms over his head. “God, I wish Ryan were here. When it comes to computers, the man’s a genius.” He grabbed the phone. “Much as I hate it, I need to ask him for help. Although he’ll never let me forget it.” “I haven’t got a blasted thing on Taurino yet, even though I started working right after you called,”
