Elaine walked over and took the phone from him, once unlocked and the cryptography on the phone broken she could easily use the Enoch at her hip to access the active storage on the phones. A moment later and she had what she needed from her entire team’s set of cryptophones. “Yes. They’re all green,” … Read more
Frog smirked and passed a finger through some curling green hairs dripping down her bangs. “I know everyone is anxious to get this over with,” she said. “But we just need to wait a little longer for David and Russell to get here.” A knock at the door to Elaine’s lab and Frog opened it … Read more
Today the dean looked less like an old British man in a trimmed suit and more like an administrator flush with presence and purpose. To Frog and Elaine, his attitude made him almost-gentlemanly—friendly but not too friendly and filled with a profound joy restrained by reserved social grace. Elaine stood in front of his desk … Read more
The dean chose to remain in his office after he regained use of his back and leg muscles (his resignation to what happened summed up with a “You know where I am if you need me.”) Whitaker had been taken by Toller into one of the adjoining rooms and handcuffed to a chair—she left the … Read more
Dean Harwood huffed and made as if to sit back down in his chair. His eyes flashed to the gun once again and his frown deepened. Instead of sitting, he folded his arms across his chest and seemed to fold into himself. “Give him the code,” Whitaker said. “No.” The gun switched to Harwood. “If … Read more
The small girl wore a white button-down shirt–collar turned up so that a small microphone could be clipped to it near her mouth–and she wore a pair of black pants with so many pockets, her pockets had pockets. Of course, as usual, she also had a pair of glimmering goggles atop her head, a fashion … Read more
The dean made a long show of feigned disinterest as Frog and Elaine exited his office. Although he stared intently at the terminal on his desk, Elaine could tell that he kept his attention raptly on her as she walked away. Comparing his body language to previous encounters, she surmised that Frog would have hypothesized … Read more
“As I intimated,” he said, settling back into his chair again. “I want to hire you. I will pay you for your services—no academic favors, if you’re going to work for me, you must do so as an outside party and not a student under my jurisdiction. Of course, I cannot offer you the resources … Read more
Frog fell heavily into one of the stiff, thinly upholstered chairs and crossed her legs. She leaned back with all the bravado of someone just along for the ride, but stopped short of putting her sneakers up on the dean’s desk. Elaine pulled the remaining chair a little closer and angled it so that she … Read more
Frog borrowed Zane’s motorcycle, which he graciously offered after she flashed him a brilliant grin and promised to spend a yet-to-be-determined night over watching Battle Star Galactica on his new plasma TV with the boys. As she rolled it to a stop in an available space next to the ASU Book Store, an evening breeze … Read more