"Marina Fitch - Sarah at the Tide Pool" - читать интересную книгу автора (Fitch Marina)

some childish revengeтАФ dead. And there would be no putting Richard back
together, no calling around to replace him.

Driven by the excitement and the fear, she had lost sight of the goal, had only
paid it lip service. As she had with her research . . . .

тАЬWhen will the skin be ready?тАЭ Jason said.

Sarah stared at him blankly, then shook herself. тАЬTwo weeks.тАЭ

тАЬDo you have any further need of Celeste?тАЭ

тАЬNo. I donтАЩt think so.тАЭ

Celeste smiled at her, a smile tinged with scorn. тАЬWell, Dr. Huron, if thatтАЩs the
case,тАЭ she said, and turned to leave the room. She paused at the door. тАЬLet me
know when you need me for the final graft, Jason.тАЭ

The door thumped shut. Sarah robbed her arms.

тАЬWe managed to get some information from the lab tech,тАЭ Jason said. Numb,
Sarah nodded.

тАЬOh, and MediChem is delighted with your progress. I understand the
company is going to budget more money for your research. That should give you
something to think about. Time for another trip to ThievesтАЩ Point, ch, Sarah?тАЭ

She stared at him. He crouched before the aquarium, a smirk tainting his lips.
Celeste wasnтАЩt the only one who had worked hard to reach her.

The mirage solidifies into a man. Sarah watches him for a while, then removes
her shirt and her hat. Her body flushes with the unfiltered heat, her bikini top damp
with perspiration. She dips her hand in the tide pool, hoping the cold water bubbling
over her wrists will cool her. The sea anemone reopens at the disturbance of the
water.

Sarah worked on the skin. When it came time for the graft, she spread the gel
over CelesteтАЩs body, set the sensors, then helped Celeste into the flotation tank.
After injecting the cultures into the gel, Sarah sat down to watch the monitors.

Hours later, Celeste toweled off, the chafe of the terry cloth adding a healthy
glow to the new skin. SarahтАЩs voice broke as she explained how to activate the
neurotoxin glands linked to CelesteтАЩs nervous system. She fell silent.

Celeste tossed her ice-blonde hair with a laugh of triumph. тАЬDonтАЩt worry, Dr.
Huron. IтАЩm a professional. And I enjoy my work.тАЭ

тАЬEnjoy it?тАЭ Sarah whispered.

тАЬKilling is exciting,тАЭ Celeste said.