“You got me, Leah,” he said, standing up. “I"m sorry.”
“Jack-”
He started across the room with his hands shoved into his pockets, keeping his head down to avoid attention. Now, for the big moment, Jack thought, caressing the multi-tool with his fingers.
Now, for the big moment,The head of the Applied Sciences Division was standing right there, frowning as he read a message on his phone. It was all Jack could do not to stare at the key card hanging from a clip on his belt.
Before he could get close enough, the man turned on his heel and slipped into the servery, vanishing into the crowd of people who stood in front of the counter waiting for lasagna. Would that make this easier or far more difficult? His chest felt tight enough to implode under its own gravitational pull.
If he was clu
