The reaction of the council almost made him laugh, but he refrained, knowing that an explanation for why he was laughing wouldn’t be easily understood by them.
But their reaction was priceless.
He continued to tap an unsteady beat against the table, waiting for the council members to calm down. They were in a frenzied conversation with each other rather than with him, who had the answers they needed. That was to be expected though, after all, all they did was come up with ideas and hire others to make them come to life.
Others such as himself.
So he waited the customary time before clearing his throat loudly enough to draw attention back to himself.
“Doctor Boris,” Councilman Hakim Achebe called, leaning forward with his hand gripping the wooden table. “With all due respect for your
