woman whether Mr. Weissman, Dr. Kenton, or Mr. Blytheman were in the room. The young woman replied that the first two were having a private discussion and the last had not been in attendance.

With a sigh, Sayeva considered her next move. The floor was almost empty and the conference room was once again closed. Sayeva turned and headed back into the elevator, which contained two other women and a man, all descending to the lobby. The elevator doors were sliding closed when a slender hand appeared int the space to stop them and a very familiar man slipped through.

He had hardly aged a day since the last time Sayeva had seen him. Granted, of course, the same could have been said of Sayeva. He noticed her immediately, and, with an amused smile, gave her a slight nod. Sayeva returned the gest...

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