"Where is it?" Elizabeth cried, exasperated and anxious. "Where the hell is it?" Her usually tidy apartment was now anything but. The cushions were over-turned, the chairs were out of place. It actually looked like the average college student's apartment now. "No, no, no!" she cried some more, falling onto her couch in despair. "It's gone! It's gone forever! What if somebody finds it? Oh hell!" She jumped onto her feet. "WHAT IF SOMEBODY FINDS IT?" That was absolutely, positively unacceptable. Grabbing her keys, she ran to her apartment door. When she opened it, she jumped and nearly screamed. There was a young man around her age, holding--damn it--her USB flash drive. Elizabeth really, really wished she hadn't put her address on it.