He was just finishing his coffee as Bill Griffin came in the door and headed toward the table where MacHeath, Luvochek, and Bessermann were sitting.
MacHeath stood up and said: "Excuse me. I'll have to be getting some work done if you guys are ever going to get your own work done."
"Sure."
"Go ahead."
"Thanks for the coffee," MacHeath added as he moved away.
"Anytime," said Bessermann, grinning. "You guys just keep up the good work. When you fix 'em, they stay fixed. We haven't had a burnout since you came."
"Maybe you broke our statistical jinx," said Luvochek, with a chubby smile.
"Maybe," said MacHeath. "I hope so."
For some reason, the gnawing in his hunch factory became more persistent.