11 Dodging the Devil
The meeting ended, and Douglas clicked the holoprojector off. The attendees’ ghostly figures disappeared, leaving him alone in his dimly lit office. In the past, his shoulders and neck would have relaxed in the quiet, but not anymore. Somehow Teacher had snuck into his secured apartment. If he could get inside there, he could get anywhere.
A tap came at Douglas’s door.
“Come in,” he said, softly.
He didn’t have to yell. The computer would transmit his voice outside the door. And Douglas found the quieter he talked, the more power his audience assumed he had.
Evie entered and opened her eyes. “A bit dark.”
“Headache,” Douglas said and motioned to the chair facing his desk.
She stood before him instead. “I don’t have time for a long discussion, Douglas, not anym
