The assistant lowered his voice.
Almost nervously.
“Miss Raina West.”
A pause.
“Mr. Grant’s executive assistant.”
The Director stared.
Executive assistant?
Executive assistant?
The title sounded absurd now.
Because the woman on that screen wasn’t functioning like an assistant.
She was functioning like a world-class surgeon.
More medical staff began filling the room.
Then more.
And more.
Soon every available space near the observation windows was occupied.
Whispers spread rapidly.
“Her instrument control is unbelievable.”
“Look at the precision of those movements.”
“She’s coordinating multiple specialist teams simultaneously.”
“Her pressure modulation timing is perfect.”
“She anticipated that vessel response before it happened.”
“How is she calculating that fast?”
“Wai
