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"What would my job pay?" Ben asked.


"It would start at thirty-five hundred dollars."


"On the basis of my posting and a WebWorld chat?"


"I did other research. On both of you." The Asian gestured casually. "And of course
there are your auras."
Our auras?! Lee thought. Our auras?!


Ben glanced at his wife, then turned to Lor Lu again. "How soon do you need a
commitment?"


"My plane leaves tomorrow morning at 8:57."


"When would we have to be there?"


"There's a degree of urgency. We need a new OC in place as soon as reasonably
possible. We want both of you there by the first of next month."


"Have you got a number we could call today? This evening? My wife and I need to
talk about this."


The man was grinning again. Like a cat with a mouse under its paw, Lee thought. "I'm
at the Veldrome Hotel, at the airport. The number is 614-555-7100, Room 312." He
spelled his name for them. "Call me any time before eleven."


He left copies of Millennium's standard employment contract for them to read, then
shook their hands and left. It seemed to Lee his grip had some sort of electrical
charge.
***
She stared after him. What had he said when he'd introduced himself to her? Holy
man extraordinary. Good God! And he'd known that Ben was in the basement doing
laundry.


"Ben," she said, "I don't want to go out there."


He looked at her. "Why not?"