A ten-year-old kid and the daughter of one of the most powerful lobbyists in Washington.
Damn it all to hell.
*****
Grace was tempted to use a few choice expletives as she reviewed the results again, but the story was the same. Despite slowing the rate of growth, she was still impacting the active compounds. Not as significantly as before, but still far above the standards, even for Woodruff’s products. And enough to be noticed and remarked on. It was a risk she couldn’t take. The biogenetic testing was going to be risky enough.
So, if they were going to start production again she would have to consider hiring someone else to deal with the herbs—keeping herself away from that side of the business, at least until they were harvested. At first she had thought wearing gloves religiously—n
