"Mary Janice Davidson - Delightful Deception" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davidson Mary Janice)

interventionтАФby recalling the proof in her briefcase: The wedding invitation had come yesterday. She had
no idea why Renee and what's-his-name had invited her, but she meant to go. She was so rarely invited
anywhere.

Now the fun was done, unfortunately, and it was time to, as her metaphor-mixing grandmother would
say, face the piper. Anodyne had been bought ought by wunderkind Jimmy Scrye, who was coming this
morning, doubtless to lay waste to personnel.

Well, it would be interesting, if nothing else.

Thea strode down the hallway, paused to deposit her briefcase in her office, and then headed for the lab.
The door's electric eye scanned her and, reading the correct biosignature, obligingly opened.

Her staff was clustered around the play computer like a knot of lemmings trying to decide when to jump.
They looked up at her, and she saw a blur of anxious expressions.

"Good morning," Thea said.

"Hi, boss."

"Morning, chief."

"Have you heard anything?" That last from her wide-eyed prot├йg├й, Jessica Lorentz. Jessica had been
working for Anodyne for eighteen months and had been out of graduate school for eighteen and a half.
Right now her blue eyes were quite round with distress, and her reddish brown curls were in wild
disarray. She looked like a harassed Orphan Annie. "About the new owner?"

"Just that he's meeting with all the teams today. He's due here in another five minutes, so you might
consider looking as though you are working instead of researching him on the Internet."

As one, the group straightened and backed away from the computer, which was used strictly for games,
Internet searches, eBay bids, and online gambling. Thea pushed her team hard, and if they wanted to
take a break and play a little blackjack, who was she to argue?

"There's not much to work on, "Jack, one of her techs, pointed out. "I mean, with PaceIC gone, we
don't have anything near readyтАФ"

"I know."

Jessica elbowed Jack in the ribs. "Duh, she knows."

"Perhaps Dr. Scrye will give us some direction," Thea suggested.
"You ever had the big boss be younger than you? "Jack asked.

"In this field?" Thea smiled. "Frequently." And it was true. Her team leader at BioSine had been
twenty-four, with a managing budget of two-point-two million. At thirty-three, Thea was an old lady. "I'm
not worried about that. I'm worried aboutтАФ"

She cut herself off. No need to give the team more to fret about.