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Before I work on anything else, I do want to see what Denise has to say. I go to my desk, open up my laptop, and connect to my account--the secure one that can only be accessed via the government network. I look for the email in question.

From
Denise Coimbra ([email protected])
To
Bridget Teasedale ([email protected])
Subject
About your inquiry

Hey Bridget,

You asked me several days ago about the provenance of a certain new process. I'm afraid I can't divulge that information. In fact, as much as it pains me to be so secretive, I advise you to stop pursuing this subject. As your boss and your good friend, I'm asking you to trust me on this. And I hope to God you haven't been making these inquiries to anyone else.

Again, sorry to be so cryptic, but please...just drop it.

Denise

I frown. That was not the response I expected at all. When I mentioned some of HASP's weird behavior to Denise over the phone at the beginning of this week, she seemed attentive to my concerns. Now, suddenly, everything's cloak and dagger. I sit there in silence for a moment--wondering how to respond--before deciding there's simply no need. Denise's message could not be clearer. The matter is closed.

Shrugging my shoulders, I move on to reviewing the new directives, then read a report about the capabilities of the latest pleasure models. The ones they're manufacturing these days are reaching the point where they're almost indistinguishable from living beings--truly a crazy world we're living in.

I get so engrossed in my work I don't notice the time until Rory sticks his head through the door. "Budget meeting in fifteen," he tells me. I sigh and and start to prepare.

Both meetings go about as well as can be expected. The BDSM budget discussion resolves several points of contention, though a few questions remain. The monthly manager's get-together is a simple meet-and-greet, the kind of thing I can do in my sleep at this point. Soon enough, it's three in the afternoon, and I can no longer put off my scheduled assessment.

Heading down to the lobby, I find that Simone is currently unoccupied. "Hello, Ms. Teasedale," she greets me. "Is anything the matter?"

I shake my head. "You tell me. In any case, I'm here for my assessment."

"Oh...right!" she says. "Just give me a moment." She disappears into the HASP room, coming out a few minutes later. "This is interesting--an S999 form. I've never even heard of such a thing."

"Well, let's get on with it," I sigh.

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