"Yeah, why?"
"Dobbs said that the other victims had had their stock go down pretty dramatically. Can you look up stock prices and perform- ances over the last few months?"
"Yeah, do it all the time."
"Could you? I want to see if there are any names I recognize."
"No problem." Scott dialed the Times' computer and identified himself. After going into the bank computer with Kirk, every time he dialed up his office, he felt an increased sense of power, and an increased sense of responsibility. He had access to massive amounts of information that if it got into the wrong hands . . .
He shook the thought. The computer offered the 'Stocks and Bonds Menu' and Scott set up a query in a modified SQL that was simple enough for reporters to use:
ALL STOCKS LOSING 35% OR MORE OF VALUE IN LAST YEAR.
The computer flashed a message. 'Working'. Scott leaned back.
"Takes a few seconds. Oh, as I was saying, when I get back,
I'll call and we'll see what we can screw together."
"Back from where?" Tyrone sounded accusatory but jealous.
"Europe. Amsterdam." Scott checked the computer screen. It was still busy.