EPISODE 5, SCENE 3 To hell with computers, Tramaine thought, as he sat in his office studying a coded data card sent to him by Paula Walker of the NTSB, who was now on the phone. Her "repurposing and multi-tasking" jargon wasn't his meat. He was an old Philly street cop who believed in good guys, bad guys and Sunday football played on grass turf. "This thing I'm holding, this is what got tampered with?" "That's it" Walker said. "That, or the pilot set his course incorrectly, which, given his experience and safety record, I just don't believe. No one looks for a mountainside to fly into." "How was it done?" "My guess is the pilot programmed the correct course into his GPS, and then someone else got into the plane before it took off and reprogrammed it." "Got the thing to go off course on purpose?" "Yes," Walker replied. "You'd have to know something about flying a plane." "Or a computer. It's not hard." Tramaine flipped the card back and fourth in his fingers, studying the hieroglyphics of encoded data. "I wouldn't know the first thing," he said.