33 DATES
Carlos went home early Thursday to shower, change clothes, and get ready for his date with Lisa Macquire. It was only a date, he told himself. It would not substitute for the security check of the Valois lab. Office stuff would not interfere with his social life.
He dressed, not distracted by his neighbor’s exhibitionism, and reviewed what he knew of Lisa. She’d been at Cybernetic Implementation almost as long as he but remained somewhat of a mystery. He found her quite attractive, but she always seemed aloof and distant. Aside from the casual greeting in hallways, he’d spoken to her only a couple of times: for her interview and for the review of the Valois project last year. Nothing unusual came up in either conversation, but he came away feeling there was something abou
