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Twobin might hire employees that would replace us.”
    I scowled. “It doesn’t make sense.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Why would they speak to him, a stranger who doesn’t work for them?”
    “Dr. Haar or Dr. Sanchez might have told him .”
    “That doesn’t sound right. They would talk to Donald about this, not Ray.”
    “Maybe. On the other hand, Donald likes Ray, could have shared this information with him.
    “Hi.
    “We’ll talk later.” She hung up.
    I blinked, shocked that she ended the call abruptly, something this friend had never done to me before.
     

Chapter Eleven
     
     
    Wednesday, at dusk, my phone rang.
    Donald blurted, “Come to my office.”
    My body went cold, a paranoid response. “Okay.” I stood and entered the hall.
    Close by, Nate glanced at Val.
    She winked at him. “You’re a great lover.”
    He blew her a kiss.
    I passed them, teeth clenched, jealous.
     
    I sat, palms sweating, terrified.
    He frowned. “Twobin just hired Ray.”
    I flinched. “Wow.”
    “I’m as shocked you are.”
    I rubbed my chin, nervous.
    “My guess, based on a lack of information, is that he will help them create a better version of Medxao.”
    “That’s horrible.”
    He nodded, an angry expression on his face.
    Why was my boss telling me, a new employee, one he had mixed feelings about? “Will Linda take his place?”
    “No.”
    I hesitated, baffled by his comment. “What about Nate?”
    He glowered. “No. You’re the best candidate.”
    I grinned, surprised. Another possibility, a stressful one, popped into my head. Other staff would call me whenever anything went wrong. Shivers ran down my spine.
     
    Tuesday morning, I sat in Donald’s office, keeping an appointment, wondering what he wanted.
    He glowered. “Last night, Ray called and told me Twobin’s lawyer will take us to court for copyright infringement. According to him, Medxao is too similar to their software, Planoob.”
    “That’s ridiculous.” Medxao had been around much longer than Planoob.
    He scowled. “I agree.”
    I frowned. “Is he trying to frighten us, slow down our ability to perfect Medxao?”
    “That’s my guess.”
    My adrenaline pumped harder. “Why didn’t he tell the lawyer to call us? That would be more frightening.”
    Donald’s cheek tightened. “He probably doesn’t have enough money to hire one.”
    I nodded. “Is Nate or anyone else in Ahantech sending Medxao code to Ray?”
    He grimaced. “I’ve been thinking about that. However, it’s hard to prove.”
    I sighed. “If you asked them, they could lie.”
    He exhaled, a frustrated expression on his face. “Exactly.” He thanked me for coming in.
    I left.
     
    Thursday, several hours before dawn, while sleeping on my cot, I blinked, woken up by a noise. It was coming from nearby. I jumped up and flung the door open.
    Across the hall, outside Cindy’s office, a dimly lit figure with a hood glanced over one shoulder at me.
    I shouted, “What are you doing?”
    The stranger, their face hidden in darkness, turned to the right, and sprinted away.
    I raced toward them.
    They veered left and went down another corridor.
    I went in that direction.
    Ahead, beyond waist-high carts, an indigo silhouette, barely noticeable in the dim light, ran around a corner.
    I tripped over a chair and landed on the floor, sweating, angry that the intruder had escaped.
     
    I reached Cindy’s door and flinched. It was partly open. I called Don. Voicemail switched on.
    He yawned. “Who is it?”
    I answered and mentioned the break in. He said he would be here soon.
    I dialed Cindy’s number.
    A recording started. I left a message.
     
    Within minutes, a security guard and Donald arrived.
    The guard examined the entrance to her office, a door with a keypad. “The burglar might have used a slim jim or lock out nanorobots to open this.”
    According to my phone search, on many occasions, burglars used a slim jim, one that disconnected levers and rods. Skilled