Evelyn

...Bill took a look at Evelyn and his heart went out to her. She had more to bear in 

Harry's disappearance than anyone. He felt guilty for not having spoken to her about 

so many things. The three of them had been through so much together. They were 

close to family, perhaps more than family. They were a world, an entire world, 

separate from everyone else. They didn't name it or talk about it, they just were. 

    "Let's go to the boat," he whispered quietly to her. "What are you two plotting 

now?" Ed Sharp challenged. "I'm taking Evelyn to our boat, Harry would have left 

that here," Bill answered. "Oh no you're not!" Ed started getting nasty again. "Oh

yes I am," and Bill pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Ed. "Don't Bill, just don't. Go 

to the boat, let us have the satellite phone. I have to call in some help. This is 

going wrong. You're right. You've been helping us all along. Harry has too. i agree 

with you. He wouldn't harm a soul. Go, take Evelyn and rest up. We'll camp here 

where the cottage used to be." Bill looked at him and put his pistol back in his 

pocket. he realized that the FBI didn't hire hot heads. 

   It was quiet on the boat. They'd pulled off the dock and anchored about a 

hundred yards off the beach. Soft and quiet, fairly bright stars and half a moon 

reflected off the water. "What did Ed think, that he'd help him find Harry, betray his 

best friend and his lifetime study to develop advanced holographic transport? Harry 

deserved the Nobel Prize, not prison time and disrepute." He spoke quietly to

 Evelyn. "I shouldn't have let him have the phone. He knows exactly what he's

 doing. Now he's got us trapped out here. We're hostages that he plans on using to 

find Harry."  Evelyn looked up at him. "We're not trapped, he's trapped. All of the

 FBI's best are totally trapped. One false move and they're all on the Moon without 

  space suits."