"I want to learn from you. And I want to offer you something in return."
"What could you possibly offer me?"
Margaret pressed a button on her desk. A screen descended from the ceiling, showing images of children around the world. Different ages, different ethnicities, all with one thing in common.
Their eyes held the same unsettling intelligence as Sophie's.
"These are potential candidates for enhancement. Children with genetic markers that suggest they could develop capabilities similar to yours."
Sophie's face remained impassive, but Marcus saw her hands clench slightly.
"You want me to help you identify them."
"I want you to help us guide their development. Show them what's possible. Become a mentor to the next generation of enhanced individuals."
"A recruiter, you mean."
"A le
