“Tomorrow,” Aldric said. “I want the new test started tomorrow. If the technicians have to work through the night, then so be it.” He smiled and put a hand on Margaret’s knee. “I was thinking you and I might have to work through the night as well.”
Her smile was as genuine as Aldric’s had been false. “I would like that, but I want to spend at least some time working with the technicians,” she said.
“You mean with Evan,” Aldric sneered. The urge to evacuate the air from Evan’s lab was nearly overwhelming, but he did not want to deal with the delays than an investigation would cause.
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