Chapter 3“Benesh, where are your quarterly reports?”
“Ah, Professor Phillips.” Zach tried to unobtrusively slide the papers he’d been studying into a file. They were not about his mineral survey analyses but rather his personal project. He’d printed them out to see if looking at them on paper would help him spot the error he must have made. But the latest analyses had all reproduced his first results. He’d started to get nervous. “I’m almost done, sir. I’ll have them to you soon.”
“Yes, you will.” Phillips scowled at him, and Zach tried to look innocent. “You’ve been logging a lot of computer time lately—not on your survey work.”
“That’s…just something else I’ve been working on. After hours, of course.” And it had been. Mostly. “Actually, I wonder if I could talk to you about that. Some
