Once that message is across, they lose interest in me. I collect my temporary authorization for the fourth, then head down and find the hostel; it takes just under an hour to get within two blocks of it and another half hour to make the final distance, which suits me perfectly in the circumstances. I check on Aimée, who's barely responsive, then make sure some food and drink gets in her. When she's unconscious for the night, I go searching: sidewalk cracks, parks, mazy alleys that might end in abandoned houses. Eventually I find what I'm looking for. Like a fool in a fairy tale, I put it on our windowsill.