Jon Hersey - Fly Fisherman | Page 7

website service
would be a good addition. This new service can provide each fly shop with
internet shopping, reservations for guides, fishing license information, fishing
conditions, links to articles on fly fishing, cross marketing with local stores and
services, mailing lists for marketing, and so on. The members turned into cats
again, but Jon let the energy feed the discussion.

Before ending the meeting, Jon took twenty minutes to talk about his experience
with Bill Johnston; then, scheduled meetings with each member. Mark took the
last meeting time, and from Mark's lack of participation Jon was worried he might
not stick around.

Jon is picking up the papers left in the meeting room that might have confidential
information when his phone rings ... It's Paul.
- "how is the meeting going?"
- "it got off to a rough start. I had to stop the unproductive behavior. The meeting
is going well now."
- "is there an opportunity for us to participate?"
- "before I answer that. Do you think it's a good idea to buy a biz that is also your
favorite hobby, past-time ...?"
- "good point! But, let's not pass up a good business opportunity."
- "one of the members, Mark Dayton, seems to be pre-occupied - his interest and
participation is low, - might be leaving the group."
- "keep me updated. And, thanks."

It's the end of the first day of what is expected to be a two week job / assignment
combo, and Jon is weary from the level of attention he has to focus at the fishing
group ... And the additional pressure of direct reporting to Peter ... And Paul's
heightened interest in partnering with the five cats ... And the unusual
"presentation" requirements ... And the Mark Dayton complication ... ... It's time
for a run!!

Eighty eight minutes later Jon returns to the Park City hotel, just as Mark and
Carl enter the restaurant across the street. Jon walked up to the hotel check-in

desk to ask how long the wait and dinner would take across the street. She
replied that on Monday's it took a little longer, but usually about two hours.

Jon ordered room service and requested delivery in two hours. Jon quickly
cleans up and puts on some casual clothes. Mark's room is just seven doors
down the hall.

Jon uses the master "key" (one of those digital cards) he "borrowed" off the
maintenance cart sitting in a closet two floors below ... [State-of-the-art electronic
security system easily defeated by an unlocked door] ... Mark's computer is still
on, but it's requesting the password. Jon inserts the thumb drive he received from
Peter's forensics guy - it automatically boots the computer - Jon puts on his
gloves and starts surfing the saved email, spreadsheet files, documents,
pictures, favorites, search history, etc - presses the crtl-alt-shift keys to launch
the file download to the thumb drive - "6 minutes to download files". He begins
going through the luggage looking for secret compartments containing secret
stuff ... No luck. The notebook is photographed ... Nothing interesting at first look.
Nothing interesting in Mark's shaving kit. Nothing under the bed or between the
mattresses. The thumb drive is done collecting data and has returned the
computer to the same password screen. Jon removes his gloves and exits the
room.

The key is returned to its "storage" cart. Jon feels relaxed after a quick shower -
12 minutes to spare before dinner arrives - inserts the thumb drive into his
computer, presses crtl-alt-f9, and the program loads the files onto his computer.

While eating, Jon goes through the computer files again and finds five that are
encrypted. All the encrypted file names have 0p3raT!0n_$un$3T with a suffix of
1, 2, 3, 3A, and 4B. Jon opens the Zeta Scrambler, then emails the five
encrypted files to the forensics guy ... Then presses the ESC key. An
examination of the email files resulted in some curious references to Operation
Sunset and some vague reference to a zookeeper and two exotic goats. Jon
fires-up the Scrambler again, sends the email to forensics, then sends under a
new email title the remaining files ... Then presses the ESC key (still amused that
someone wrote the Scrambler program so that getting out is done by
"escaping"). A few seconds later his phone dings announcing a text message -
"got 3".


500,000 Flies + 500,000 Flies = lot of Fish

Day two, like day one, starts before the alarm goes off. But, this time Jon is up to
see the spectacular sunrise. Plenty of time to relax before the individual meetings
start ... [Could be a long day!]

The first meeting starts on-time. Gary