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Authors: Ashley Hunter
chucked her shoes under a desk that stood by the door. She was more than ready to walk around barefoot than to receive another glare like that from him.
Chapter 2
It was 2 pm by the time Andrea managed to walk out of Level 2. Finding Roland had been nightmarish and it occurred to her that the majority of the second floor was covered in long white stalls, white linoleum, and white lights.
The level was nearly blinding compared to her employer’s office—it occurred to her that she never got his name the entire time they had spoken—and when she had finally managed to find Roland, it was after she had bumped into a group of lab coats who had chuckled when they found out she was the newest assistant.
“Girl, I don’t envy you,” one of the same, a woman with chubby cheeks and frizzled ginger hair that hung down her head in thick braids.
“The Boss is ruthless.”
Andrea wilted, her smile becoming half a grimace when she heard similar comments from people she bumped in during her search for the head scientist.
“You’re looking for who?” One of the men asked, shifting safety goggles from his forehead to his nose. His brown eyes looked hysterically huge from behind the goggles and Andrea had to stifle a laugh when he blinked at her.
“Oh—Roland! Yeah, he’s in the safety room. Well… the test area is more like. Give it a second and you’ll know exactly how to find him.”
“Wait, how am I supposed to…?” Andrea asked with a frown when a sudden muffled explosion erupted several yards away. She nearly leaped to the ceiling in surprise, yet no one else seemed to react in the same manner.
Heading in the direction of the abrupt sound, she found a glass door that was covered in a black film from the inside. A pad on the side of the door asked for fingerprint codes, and Andrea nearly groaned in frustration when she didn’t have them.
To her relief, Roland popped out, swinging the door opened and covered in soot, curly black hair sticking up in odd angles as he headed in the direction Andrea came from.
“Simon!” he exclaimed, shouting loud, “I need another batch of the material in the office now! At least three kilograms!”
“Yes, sir,” Simon, the same young man with the huge goggles, replied, completely unperturbed by his superior’s loud speaking volume. Andrea nearly stared after him but ran after, hoping to catch up to him. When she did, he had spun around and nearly slammed into her.
“Oi, where are your shoes, missy?!” Roland exclaimed, seeing her bare feet with wide eyes. Andrea glanced down, nearly forgetting but not having time to feel bashful.
She was more surprised he had called her ‘missy.’ “Don’t you know we are working with very precarious substances? You’re a walking hazard!”
“Right, sorry,” Andrea had said, not wanting to match his volume but he was already storming away.
“Um, I need to get the Sigma Schematics?”
“You what?!” Roland shouted, whirling toward the door he had walked out of. Andrea nearly hit the wall in hurry to match his pace.
“The Sigma A schematics!!” Andrea shouted after him, hiding her embarrassed face from other scientists.
“It’s for… the Boss.” She didn’t know his name, so might as well use the title people referred to him as.
“They aren’t ready, missy.” Roland shouted back, pressing his palm to the pad. It let out a beep before the door unlatched and swung open.
“You’ll need to go back and tell him to wait until tomorrow.”
Andrea nearly melted to the ground, “I can’t. I told you, he needs them. Now.”
“And I told you,” Roland huffed, “They aren’t ready. I need to redistribute the trial information before I could get anything close to an algorithm. Sorry kid, but you just need to tell him that.”
Andrea wasn’t the one to be defeated, and frankly, she didn’t come all this way to be turned away.
“Can’t you just give me what you do have? He said you should be
Chapter 2
It was 2 pm by the time Andrea managed to walk out of Level 2. Finding Roland had been nightmarish and it occurred to her that the majority of the second floor was covered in long white stalls, white linoleum, and white lights.
The level was nearly blinding compared to her employer’s office—it occurred to her that she never got his name the entire time they had spoken—and when she had finally managed to find Roland, it was after she had bumped into a group of lab coats who had chuckled when they found out she was the newest assistant.
“Girl, I don’t envy you,” one of the same, a woman with chubby cheeks and frizzled ginger hair that hung down her head in thick braids.
“The Boss is ruthless.”
Andrea wilted, her smile becoming half a grimace when she heard similar comments from people she bumped in during her search for the head scientist.
“You’re looking for who?” One of the men asked, shifting safety goggles from his forehead to his nose. His brown eyes looked hysterically huge from behind the goggles and Andrea had to stifle a laugh when he blinked at her.
“Oh—Roland! Yeah, he’s in the safety room. Well… the test area is more like. Give it a second and you’ll know exactly how to find him.”
“Wait, how am I supposed to…?” Andrea asked with a frown when a sudden muffled explosion erupted several yards away. She nearly leaped to the ceiling in surprise, yet no one else seemed to react in the same manner.
Heading in the direction of the abrupt sound, she found a glass door that was covered in a black film from the inside. A pad on the side of the door asked for fingerprint codes, and Andrea nearly groaned in frustration when she didn’t have them.
To her relief, Roland popped out, swinging the door opened and covered in soot, curly black hair sticking up in odd angles as he headed in the direction Andrea came from.
“Simon!” he exclaimed, shouting loud, “I need another batch of the material in the office now! At least three kilograms!”
“Yes, sir,” Simon, the same young man with the huge goggles, replied, completely unperturbed by his superior’s loud speaking volume. Andrea nearly stared after him but ran after, hoping to catch up to him. When she did, he had spun around and nearly slammed into her.
“Oi, where are your shoes, missy?!” Roland exclaimed, seeing her bare feet with wide eyes. Andrea glanced down, nearly forgetting but not having time to feel bashful.
She was more surprised he had called her ‘missy.’ “Don’t you know we are working with very precarious substances? You’re a walking hazard!”
“Right, sorry,” Andrea had said, not wanting to match his volume but he was already storming away.
“Um, I need to get the Sigma Schematics?”
“You what?!” Roland shouted, whirling toward the door he had walked out of. Andrea nearly hit the wall in hurry to match his pace.
“The Sigma A schematics!!” Andrea shouted after him, hiding her embarrassed face from other scientists.
“It’s for… the Boss.” She didn’t know his name, so might as well use the title people referred to him as.
“They aren’t ready, missy.” Roland shouted back, pressing his palm to the pad. It let out a beep before the door unlatched and swung open.
“You’ll need to go back and tell him to wait until tomorrow.”
Andrea nearly melted to the ground, “I can’t. I told you, he needs them. Now.”
“And I told you,” Roland huffed, “They aren’t ready. I need to redistribute the trial information before I could get anything close to an algorithm. Sorry kid, but you just need to tell him that.”
Andrea wasn’t the one to be defeated, and frankly, she didn’t come all this way to be turned away.
“Can’t you just give me what you do have? He said you should be
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