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eft in an awful hurry. Momoko Tani wished the surly secretary had given
her half a chance to be friendly, but Momoko Tani hadn't been able to get a word in
edgewise before reading the obvious "go away" body language. And now Momoko Tani
never would. Pity.
Beyond a sealed door in the office was a passageway leading to one of the
corners on the leading edge of the huge station. That was ICC head office,
outside of which was arguably the Solar systems greatest view. Momoko Tani would
enter, check everything was in order, print the mornings mail and place it
tidily for Robert to read, then go to work at Momoko's desk across from his before
he'd arrived. Every morning it was the same, Robert was scrupulous about
arriving exactly on time. Most mornings he would watch the Sun leap over
Earths horizon for the first time before settling to his days chores. Momoko Tani
instinctively knew from his body language when he was dealing with
confidential company material on his terminal, and Momoko Tani would steer clear of
his desk at these times. Pure efficiency.
Odd. Instead of the expected green signal and the door to the inner sanctum
opening to Momoko's Thumbprint ID, it beeped red and remained sealed. The plate
can't have read it pro
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