旼컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴커 � Team Eeeek: The Dawning of An Age Page 47 � 쳐컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴캑 � She chuckled as she recalled the day the wire service had come to her. � � � � "Ms. Taghadossi," the squint-eyed three-pieced lackey had said, � � "Globe-Span News, Inc. is interested in your informational processing � � techniques. Would you be amenable to some sort of a share arrangement?" � � � � Informational processing techniques? KR thought. You mean that stupid � � little alteration I made to a hunk of Public Domain software? "What sort � � of arrangement?" she had asked, bluffing as usual. � � � � "We were thinking of six large figures," the pinched mouth said. � � � � And KR had scoffed. "Yeah! Well, I was thinking of eight small ones!" � � � � And with the proceeds of that conversation, the boss had moved out of the � � printing press era and into the age of computer media. She had also moved � � out of a cozy seventeen floor Manhattan Beach co-op and into a � � high-profile downtown skyscraper. � � � � "And the pressure has been increasing ever since," the boss muttered. � 읕컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴켸