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

тАЬWait, how soon тАФ тАЬSarah caught at his arm, then pushed him away, startled
at the contact. Jason wheeled to look at her, surprised. Sarah curled into herself,
lifting her chin. тАЬHow soon do you expect me to have this finished?тАЭ

тАЬNot till early summer. Say, end of May, early June.тАЭ

тАЬI donтАЩt know if I can тАФтАЭ
 тАЬI know about your prototype, Sarah.тАЭ

She shook her head. тАЬBut two months тАФтАЭ

тАЬYou can do it, Sarah. You will do it.тАЭ He walked briskly to the door.

Sarah paced before the aquarium. Her mind sped through every process and
experiment that had produced the skin. Yes, she could do it. The prototype needed
few improvements and the glands тАФ

She turned when the lab door clicked open. Jason escorted a young woman in
by the elbow. Sarah scored her palms with her nails. A tall woman, the assassin
strolled into the room, her thick waist and round, pert bottom accentuated by her
stride. In stature and in build, she was similar to RichardтАЩs lab tech тАФ except for her
mane of red hair.

Sarah glances over her shoulder again. A lone figure appears on the horizon,
wavering like a mirage. Sarah turns again to the tide pool. She hugs her knees, resting
her chin between them as she stares into the water. A transparent fish no bigger than
her little toe darts across the pool, brushing the tentacles of the larger anemone. The
anemone closes on the fish, clasping its prize in its fist of stinging fingers.

Celeste sat beside the flotation tank, her right arm submerged in the buoyant
fluid. Wired dermals dotted her forearm like moles. тАЬSo why did he leave you, he
ever tell you?тАЭ she asked.

тАЬSort of,тАЭ Sarah said. She liked CelesteтАЩs Sunday visits, even though the other
woman insisted on bringing up painful topics. Sarah touched CelesteтАЩs arm above
the elbow. тАЬMove your arm. I want to see if the graft is taking.тАЭ

Celeste twisted her arm, the gel coating her forearm translucent, glistening.
тАЬHow long before it becomes skin?тАЭ

тАЬAnother half hour.тАЭ Sarah touched the edge of the graft, a bit of the gel
sticking to her fingers. тАЬCeleste, are you putting on weight?тАЭ

Celeste shrugged her left shoulder. тАЬA little. So, anyway, why did he leave?тАЭ

тАЬHe said he wanted more out of a life,тАЭ Sarah said, checking the monitors.
Everything looked good. There was no sign of tissue rejection. тАЬIтАЩve told you this.тАЭ

тАЬSo he went after some blonde twit. He have a thing for blondes?тАЭ