Had a Visitor Today

Steve came to the apartment today. He is the only visitor we have had since Mikey came home. I've told everyone to stay away -- only phone contact. For their own safety, really. And mine, I suppose. I don't want to be caught in the cross-fire, so to speak.

He stood in the hallway and talked in that weird way he has. Sometimes he talks really slow, like he's trying to make sure you understand him. Other times he talks so fast the words all blend together. And the whole time he's looking at you like he's trying to explain relativity to some some poor, befuddled moron. I can't stand it.

But -- and here's the good part -- he found out where the money is coming from. An anonymous account in Switzerland! Isn't that cool? Evidently, whoever owns that account is making a lot of short term investments and directing the proceeds to us!

Yeah, I know -- I feel like Robert Ludlum's ghost is going to walk through the door any second and explain how we're his Bourne Novel from beyond the grave. Steve is trying to get the details of the account -- says there's something different about it's encyrption and he hasn't been able to crack it.