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a little difficult to keep up with the Director’s fast pace, but this wasn’t anything new. Margret had been working for the Director for years and had learned to deal with a lot of things that normal people would have lost their minds over. Being the head communications and server security leader did make for a hectic job. She found a certain calm in the chaos.
    “Have you made the call?” the Director stated solemnly.
    Margret nodded as they rounded a corner and passed several people in lab coats. They all gestured to the Director as he walked by. His authority and presence was highly intimidating.
    “They have already arrived. They are waiting in your private quarters for the final order. They will only speak to you as per their orders from their superior.”
    The Director nodded as he continued his dominant march. “Very good. Cancel all my appointments for the remainder of the day.”
    Margret didn’t seem pleased. “You are aware of what is planned-”
    “Was I not clear?” The Director’s eyes were burning.
    Margret stared back just as heatedly. “Maybe you want to explain to your staff why everyone is pulling overtime without knowing the direct cause?” Her tone was strict.
    The Director chuckled deeply. “Karen keeps some strange friends. It is a wonder she tolerates you.”
    Margret smirked. “Perhaps you should have a chat, as you were the one who hired me with her recommendation.”
    The Director’s smirk faded, but his voice still carried humor. “Perhaps you are right,” His tone then quickly changed. “Regardless, only select people need to know the situation. Controlling and regulating what is said and heard in the facility is part of your job too.”
    Margret wasn’t a fool. She knew when and where it was time for jokes. She quickly nodded and pulled her pad in front of her as she began to type. Still, the level of urgency and stress that was lingering in the facility was smothering. She found it difficult to suppress her urge to dig for answers to questions she wanted answered.
    Margret cleared her throat, putting aside her own desires. “Everything will be taken care of. You have my word,” she replied to the Director with a small bow.
    The two then stopped at an elevator door. The Director spoke with his back to Margret.
    “I expect you to perform flawlessly. Don’t pick today to screw up or go snooping,” he said, his voice as hard as steel. He pressed his thumb to the elevator touch pad, which scanned his fingerprint and allowed the doors to open. Just as he entered, the Director stopped.
    “You are to exchange no words with the Doctors about this meeting. Do you understand?”
    Margret sensed the threat within the Director’s words.
    She nodded. “Of course.”
    With that, the doors closed and left Margret where she stood.
    What does he mean by that? She wondered.
    Something was off. With the growing anxiety floating around the facility, Margret knew that she needed to find out what was really going on, regardless of the Director’ s warning. Understandably, she was nervous.
    Project Lambda. Why does that name still give me chills?
     
    *        *        *
     
    The Director’s private elevator slowly descended. On board, the Director rubbed his temples in an effort to release the tension building between his ears.
    “This is turning into a complete mess. The higher ups are going to have my head.”
    The monitor to his right came to life. The man on screen was one of the council members under the Director’s chain of command. He looked flustered.
    “I just got off the line with an Envoy of the Board. They aren’t happy.”
    The Director rolled his eyes. “Tell me something I couldn’t predict.”
    “They are giving you full Administrative authority to clean this mess up as fast as possible. They said not to worry about any collateral damage, but to limit outsourcing. It also goes without saying that your entire reputation was on the line. They are giving