A Problem with the Trial
Washington, D.C., December 2029
Ginesh got to the office at his usual time, but to his surprise, Nancy was already there. "Nancy, what are you doing here? Did you spend the night?"
Nancy laughed. "No, I didn't spend the night, but I wanted to get in early and discuss something."
Ginesh looked around, saw nobody, then said, "Speak freely. It's just us."
"And I need it to stay between us."
"It will. You have my word."
She pulled alongside Ginesh's chair, leaned close, then whispered, "I got a call from Martha last night."
Ginesh looked puzzled. "Martha?"
"From Spring Meadows, remember?"
Ginesh nodded. "Oh yeah, now I remember. She was the one giving you all of that sass."
"Last night she called to tell me that we had been right, that the patients have been
