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a new restaurant to open in town. For them to allow that, it must be very promising. Would you like to have dinner with me there?”
Christine thinks Taylor’s nervousness is cute and smiles. “Yes, I would like that. I can be ready at eight. Is that okay?”
Taylor smiles with relief. “Yes, I’ll be there!” For the rest of the day both of them are walking on air and focusing on the project is difficult to say the least. When you devote yourself to your work, relationships take a back seat to everything else and they are rare.
Trying to leave the lab, Milar intercepts Taylor. She wants to have a word with him. “Let’s go to my office.” In his office Taylor asks Milar what is on her mind.
Milar leans toward Taylor. “Do you trust your team?”
Taylor pauses for a second. “I think I can. At least they have not aroused my suspicions in any way.”
“What about Devin?” she countered.
“Well, he seems to be a typical director. I would think that he wants us to succeed as it means success for him and his future.”
Milar sits back in the chair. “If you have any suspicions, no matter how trivial let me know. It is vital that we get to the bottom of the breach.”
“Who could it possibly be?” Taylor asked.
Milar, opening up a bit for once, “The list of foreign agents is long. A few rival domestic agencies would love to win this race. The central authority could just walk in and demand what you have at any time so I doubt it comes from the top.”
Taylor assures her. “Well, if I notice anything, I’ll be sure to tell you.”
With a rare smile, Milar stands up. “Okay” and leaves his office.
Taylor wonders why the management and security of the lab are not in concert on resolving the issue. It seems like they don’t trust each other. Taylor determined he would have to be careful as he could be in the middle of two rival interests.
CHAPTER 4 - GETTING TO KNOW YOU
Taylor races to get ready and meet Christine. Taking extra care, he obsesses over every step. He wants everything to be perfect. Checking himself for the hundredth time in the mirror, he heads out the door. He picks up Christine at her apartment and they head to the restaurant. For all the time they spent working together, riding in the car and making small talk seemed somewhat awkward. Sitting across from each other at the table, Taylor asks Christine, “What got you into this field?”
Christine finishes a sip of tea. “Well, I wanted to do something that would help society. I did not feel right being a bureaucrat or something else in business. The dog-eat-dog world did not seem appealing to me. I wanted to become a doctor, but I was encouraged to pursue the biosciences.”
The government provided for one’s education and determined how far one could go, or where the planning authorities saw the greatest need. Sure, you could go to college or university if you are capable. Just maybe not exactly in the field one desired. The great society did have its flaws.
“What do you know about society before the current one?”
Christine set her utensils down. “Living on bases, I did not have the opportunity to learn anything about what society was like before now, but I was always curious. How do you feel about religion?”
Taylor swallowed hard. “That’s a sensitive subject. I presume you asked because you believe.” Taylor constructed his words carefully. If invited to put himself out there, he wanted her to be out there also.
Christine, felt that Taylor is at least laying out some of his cards. “I noticed that you didn’t use profanities like everyone else does and you don’t approach your relationships with the casual, self-serving attitude of most people.”
Taylor commits to revealing his beliefs. “I don’t know what your particular persuasion is, but I’m a Christian.”
Christine’s got excited. “Me too.”
Looking around they are careful that no one is listening to their conversation. They