“But that is not possible,” Margaret said as she sat on the edge of a nearby desk. “Every calculation and every theory ever presented on the subject agrees that if matter were to even try to cross the plane between dimensions that it would be destroyed before it could breach the dimensional barrier. Even if that were not the case, the dimensions we are collapsing are created by us. there is no existing matter to cross over.”
“I don’t know the how or why yet, but I know what I saw,” Evan said.
“All of the models and theorems and calculations might have just been thrown out the door.”
Doctor Vo sat still. Evan could almost see the cogs turning inside her head as she looked at all of angels and tried to decide how the new knowledge would serve her best. The last few weeks had taught him a lot about her, and Evan had decided that the people who saw her as nothing more than a naïve harlot who thought she could sleep her way to the top of the company were terribly underestimating her. She would rise to the top of Darkside Experimental or one of its competitors and they would all be sorry for it.
“So what do we do now?” she asked as she folded her arms across her chest.
“The short answer is that we keep going through the process so that we can understand exactly what is coming through and how it is doing it,” Evan said. “Once we know that, we can figure out how to block it or use it. I am not sure how just yet, but I think Aldric may have stumbled his way into something even greater.”
“Should we tell Aldric?” she asked. That was it, the moment he had been waiting for. His answer and her response would determine both of their fates.
“I don’t see why,” Evan said. “It is most likely a simple anomaly anyway, right.” He kept his eyes locked on her, waiting to see which way she would go.
Doctor Vo pursed her lips and said, “Yes, an anomaly, no reason to bother him.” She walked over to Evan, put her hand on his shoulder and looked him straight in the eyes. “We’ll just keep this to ourselves for now,” she said, her voice barely louder than a whisper. She leaned close enough that Evan could smell her perfume and almost steal a look down her blouse, but he understood she was trying to manipulate him. His desire for her made that a dangerous possibility.
Evan swallowed hard and said, “Just between us.” He reached for her, but she pulled away before his hands touched her lab coat. He frowned, but knew that it was probably a good thing that she kept him at a distance. The time would come when she would be his, and Evan was a very patient man.
“Do you think you can bury the data?” she asked as she took a couple of steps back.
“Yeah, I should be able to make a copy of it then tweak the information enough that it will be unnoticeable, but Aldric isn’t dumb,” Evan said. “He will want to look at what we found and want to know what we’ll do about it.”
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