itting by the pool at a Pasadena hotel, Paul was aboutto do something impulsive, even by his Southern California evening breeze wasstarting to pick up. Anyone within earshot of Paul andthe woman sitting across from him at the poolside tablewould have thought they’d known each other for years, al-though the pair had met only two days prior. They talkedabout everything from world travel to the 1970s antiwarmovement to Socratic philosophy; their conversation hada casual, easy flow to it. Watching the two of them—Nadi.
