"Are you sure you aren't supposed to check into the office?" Dr. Levi asked, with his eyes glued to the microscope. "You have been here almost every day this week."
She knew she should visit her office. But she had avoided it like it had the plague since Xavier would be there. His presence was always there.
Her husband seemed adamant about running the business for her. It appeared it had more problems than she had realized.
"I think the office is in good hands. I am needed here more." Besides, she always preferred to work in her secure, enclosed space.
She collected a few more samples from the containment unit, finding it much more fascinating than staring at the numbers in her office.
She was just being true to herself. Corporate work was not just her thing. It did not interest her. But science did, looking at these unusual and distinctive specimens.
