"Plagiarized?"
Selena tapped the podium screen. The lower right corner of the backup sketch zoomed in, revealing a dense cluster of calculations.
"The core gear stress limit in this blueprint is 1500," Selena said, staring at Chloe. "You've been talking about it all day, but do you even know how the gear bite angle is calculated? Explain it."
Chloe's voice died on the spot.
She stared at the tightly packed figures and symbols on the screen, having no idea how any of it worked.
The judges and council representatives in the front row all turned to look at her.
Cold sweat broke over Chloe's back. Unable to answer, she slammed the button on her remote.
The blueprints vanished. In their place appeared an extreme close-up of a jagged scar running across a shoulder.
Then Chloe pulled a sh
