<strong>Beat</strong><br/><br/>A young man--black and tall--in faded jeans and a leather jacket, combat boots and driving gloves, slipped into the motel and stood in line behind Ada, Myriad, and Paradox.  He had a distracted look on his face as he pondered what he'd seen walking idily once back and once forth passed the complex.<br/>Noelle's promise for their next meeting kept him warm and energized despite the many train and buss treks he'd made.