a note on Andrea’s desk that he should not be given access to the agency's database during the internship. His role should be limited to the lab only. Better be safe than sorry.

An hour later, sipping a cup of coffee while busy perusing through the files Zoya had sent, Maurice Nemesio walked in.

“Sir,” he announced himself.

“You are just on time,” I said and put the cup of coffee down. “Follow me.”

We walked to the HR office, and I found Andrea had ...