listening to your
conversation in the lab.”
“ But there was only Dr.
Burns and Dr. Gordon when I left.” Tober blustered, fumbling for
his handkerchief.
“ Oh yes there was, Doctor,”
wagging my finger at him. “I was there, you just couldn’t see
me.”
Nervously shifting from foot to foot,
twisting a woman’s wedding band on her right hand, Dr. Burns sent
me that funny look again.
Peering down my nose at her, I said,
“Yes Dr. Burns, you must have felt my presence.”
With handkerchief in hand, Dr. Tober
removed his glasses, wiping his enlarged eyes again.
I continued my lecture, “If I work for
or with any Institution or Government, it’s because I want to. No
one can force me to do a damn thing.” I had expected this type of
treatment, but it still disappointed me that they wanted to treat
me like a lab rat. So much for believing in the humanity of
man.
Tober studied me for several seconds,
calculating, then hesitantly asked, “Uh, Arthur, could you please
excuse us for a few moments? I must discuss this with Dr. Burns, in
private. Uh, we have a cafeteria on the second floor. Perhaps you
would wait there for us, maybe have a spot of tea while you
wait?”
“ Where at on the second
floor, Doctor?” I relented with a heavy sigh. I knew I had to give
them a second chance.
“ Uh, the whole east side of
the building.”
Trying to impress on the Doctor’s their
inability to detain me, I gave them one last grey-eyed glare, then
teleported to the second floor, into the stairwell outside of the
cafeteria.
Entering the cafeteria, I saw my two
guards sharing a table. They gave me the same idiotic smiles and
waved. Giving an acknowledging nod, I ordered a cup of really
bad-looking coffee, and sat alone, waiting.