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first time. It occurred to her to ask where the school was. "Actually I'm really more
interested in seeing the school than in meeting Mr. Aran just now."


"Why don't we go there after you've met him. I'm sure he won't keep you long. We're
quite proud of our school, incidentally. Six teachers and six aides forтАФthe last I
heard, it was ninety-eight kids. Their coursework and visual aids come via computer
link. What our people do, mainly, is guide and elaborate. Expand on the coursework,
and handle any problems the children might have with it."


The school might, she thought, be rather good in some respects. She'd be surprised,
though, if there weren't some cultist ideas thrown in. I'll deal with that when we come
to it, she told herself. If need be, we can send them to boarding school. Surely there's
a decent one in Pueblo.
***
Like their house, the brick administration building was utilitarian. Even Ngunda's
office, on the third floor, was utilitarian, as was his desk. At least he wasn't into
extravagant display. Three file cabinets seemed excessive though, given his cutting-
edge computer. She'd take care of that, she told herself, when she reorganized their
operations. Smiling, Ngunda had stood as they entered. He was taller than Ben, rather
lanky and quite dark. She found herself surprised at his appearance. She'd seen him
on TV, and pictures of him on Millennium's web site, and in magazines. But the
image she'd carried with her had been influenced by editorial cartoonists.


She'd heard he had charisma. Now she felt it, before he'd even spoken. She'd read up
on him since they'd contracted to come here. He was 43 years old and an only child,
born in Malawi of an African mother. His father was a New ZealanderтАФMaori, Irish,
and English.


"Dove," their guide said, "I'd like you to meet Ben and Lee Shoreff."


Ngunda grinned, a flash of white teeth. "It's a pleasure." His deep, resonant voice
reminded her of the actor, James Earl Jones, in his prime. "Lor Lu tells me you're just
what we need here."


"I trust we won't disappoint him," Lee answered. "Or you." She was in her
professional persona now, confident, businesslike.


"And you've brought two daughters. How old are they?"
"Rebecca is eleven and Raquel is nine. They love the idea of a ranch. They've
imagined riding horseback here."


"Ah! The possibility has been raised before. Perhaps it's time to lease some horses.