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started to think very seriously about how he would engineer their first meeting.
    Katie would be graduating from High School that year, and that was the earliest he had even considered approaching her. He was equally desperate to have her back in his life, and deathly afraid that if he changed the timing of their meeting they would fail to connect, or they would connect in some way so materially different that it would make the birth of Kyle impossible. Of course, not believing in fate, Lovelle already believed deep down that it was unlikely in the extreme that he would ever see his son again. Still, he refused to give up on that particular dream until it became a real impossibility.
    Lovelle had already changed his life so drastically that he was unsure of anything. He was nearly three and a half years into this life and it was virtually unrecognizable. What another few years might do was hard to fathom. As it was, even if he now tried to follow his original plan, he would be approaching her not as a young salesman just trying to get his footing in life, but as a young FBI agent, probably living somewhere else and only back in Detroit visiting his parents. This alone could put her off from him? He knew full well that she would have objected if he had decided to go into law enforcement while they were together. But would she refuse to get involved with him if he were already a Fed? He also wondered if it would make a difference to her if he met her while law enforcement was still only a future goal.
    While he wondered what to do with himself, Lovelle received a reminder of his mission in life. On December 21, 1988, Pan Am flight #103 was blown up over Lockerbie, Scotland, killing 270 people. Once again, his priorities were set straight. He shook off his doubts and decided then and there that he would simply take charge and meet her that coming summer.
     

CHAPTE R SEVEN
    The anticipation leading up to the summer of ’89 was excruciating. Since the moment Lovelle had arrived in this new life he had never been so nervous. This would be a make or break moment for him. He was going to be putting nearly everything he cared about on the line and it required a serious plan of action. He knew where Katie would be living, and, he knew where she would be working. But the office where she worked was not open to the public. There was no reason for him to go there, and, short of stalking her, he had no real idea of where else she would be.
    He knew he would have to contrive a reason to ‘bump into’ her, but, before he could do that, he had to find out where that place would be. And once he figured that out, Lovelle didn’t even know if Katie would be in a relationship or not. This was not an area of her life that she had ever fleshed out in much detail. And he had never pressed her on it. It was a hitch he wasn’t entirely prepared to deal with.
    Out of desperation, he decided he would have to do a little spying to determine where she tended to hang out. They had talked about some clubs they both had been to before meeting, but, he didn’t know what the timing or frequency was of those visits. He knew for sure that the bar where they had met was not one of her regular hang outs. It was not in the best of areas, and only a visit from one particular band had brought them to that place.
    Choosing to do a little covert observation, he knew he risked discovery, and permanently putting her off. He was still driving his Alfa Romeo. This little red convertible wasn’t exactly inconspicuous. He had taken tremendous care of the car this time, and it killed him to trade it in, but he did. He found himself a little compact car, much like the one he’d owned when they first met. He had hated the car then, and he hated it all the more now. Then in a nasty ironic twist, once the trade was made, he decided on a new plan that would not involve his car at all. He wanted to knock his head into a wall for jumping the gun.
    His new plan was to go to