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The next morning, Dr. Woodrow came alone to take me to a small laboratory on the ground floor of the building. I didn’t ask him where Dr. Richards was; something about her set my teeth on edge, and if I was going to be put through my paces, better to do it in the company of the much friendlier Dr. Woodrow. At the same time, I had to wonder about the third scientist on the team, the “Dr. Keegan” that Natalie had mentioned but who I had yet to actually meet. Was his area of specialty something that didn’t mesh well with my particular talent, and so Dr. Richards had assigned me to Dr. Woodrow instead?
Maybe. I wouldn’t bother to ask, since in the end, I supposed it probably didn’t matter one way or another.
No, what mattered was that I got to sit in a room with real windows, and so I co
