‘In the Cube.’
‘The Cube?’ Bianca asked.
Kyle nodded towards a door on one side of the chamber. ‘Adam’s personal chill-out room. He meditates in there, or something. Me, I prefer playing Xbox in the break room. They won’t let us hook up to Xbox Live for security reasons, though, which kinda sucks. Oh, hey, Tony,’ he added, sitting upright with sudden excitement. ‘I just got off the phone with Brad. He’s got the new UAVs ready to test, says his guys figured out a way to increase speed without costing too much battery life. I’m going over later to play with ’em.’
‘Let me know how they perform,’ Tony said as he headed for the Cube, Bianca following. ‘And don’t forget to fill out the assessment documentation this time!’
‘Yeah, brah,’ Kyle replied with a dismissive wave.
‘What’s this “brah” thing?’ Bianca asked.
‘It’s like calling someone “bro”, but more annoying. It’s what all the hip young kids are saying today, so I’m told.’
‘You hardly look any older than him.’
‘I’m flattered! No, he’s only twenty-four, twenty-five, something like that. Actually, most of the project staff are pretty young — the ones in the Bullpen, anyway. They make me feel like a kindergarten teacher.’
She made a minor show of examining his handsome features. ‘I’d say you were about… thirty-five.’
‘Okay, I’m slightly less flattered than I was a moment ago. Only a little, though.’
They shared a smile as they reached the door. Tony knocked. ‘Adam? You in there?’
‘Yes,’ came the reply. They entered.
The Cube didn’t quite live up to its name, being rectangular in plan. It did fit the bill as a meditation room, however. The walls and ceiling were plain white, lit by soft recessed spotlights, while the carpet was a neutral cream. A low leather couch, similar to a psychiatrist’s, occupied the centre.
Adam, however, was seated on one of the matching chairs at the room’s far end. If he had been meditating, his pose showed no evidence of it; it looked to Bianca more as if he had simply been staring into space. His eyes fixed upon the new arrivals. ‘Tony. Dr Childs.’
‘You can call me Bianca, you know,’ she said. ‘Both of you. Now that we’re working together.’
‘Bianca, then. What can I do for you?’
‘We need to introduce Doc— I mean, Bianca,’ Tony gave her a sidelong grin, ‘to the exciting world of international espionage — or, as we call it, reading directives and filling out forms.’ The joke was only mildly funny, but still enough to produce a smile from Bianca. Adam’s expression — or lack thereof — remained unchanged, however. ‘I want to bring her up to speed on what we do and how we do it. Gently, though. I think there might be some culture shock.’
Adam nodded. ‘When?’
Tony checked his watch. ‘It’s coming up on lunchtime, so there’s no point doing anything until after then. How about we meet at two, in briefing A?’
‘Okay. I’ll see you both then.’
That was clearly the end of the conversation. Bianca and Tony exited. ‘So, is that what Adam does when he’s not on a mission?’ she asked facetiously as they crossed the Bullpen. ‘Sits in a plain room staring at the wall? I mean, he didn’t even have a newspaper to read.’
Tony was defensive. ‘He does a lot more than that. Assessing intelligence reports, briefings, physical training, weapons training — anything that can make him even better at his job. The personas he uses are only a boost to his abilities; he still has to be a top-flight agent in his own right. The Cube’s just where he goes for some peace and quiet. But,’ he said, in a more apologetic tone, ‘if he asked for anything else in there, we’d give it to him. He just hasn’t asked.’
‘Oh. Sorry, by the way. I didn’t mean to be rude. I know he must be your friend.’
‘Yeah. I suppose…’ For a moment, it didn’t seem as if Tony was actually sure. ‘Anyway, as I said, it’s close to lunchtime. How about I treat you to something from one of DC’s fine range of franchised sandwich shops?’
Bianca laughed. ‘How could I refuse?’
Kyle leaned over Holly Jo’s workstation, watching Bianca and Tony as they left the room. ‘So, guys — what do you think?’
Levon padded over from his nearby desk. ‘About Dr Childs?’
‘No, brah, about the Fed’s new fund rate. Of course about her, dumbass!’
‘I just think there’s something weird about the whole thing,’ said Holly Jo. ‘All the times they’ve told us that the PERSONA tech has to be kept ultra-secret, even from other parts of STS, no leaks… and then they bring in a foreigner out of nowhere?’
‘She’s supposed to be some old student of Roger’s,’ said Levon.
‘Supposed to be? Or actually is and you hacked into her file to see for yourself, and are just saying “supposed to be” to cover your butt?’
Levon put up his hands in a protestation of innocence. ‘She’s supposed to be, that’s all I’m saying.’
Kyle leaned closer. ‘Next time you hack in, can you look at my personnel assessment and see if I’m up for a raise?’
The hands went up again. ‘I ain’t doin’ nothing!’
‘So what do you think?’ Holly Jo asked Kyle.
He stroked his chin. ‘Well… I wouldn’t kick her out of bed.’
‘Oh, for God’s sake,’ she sighed.
‘What? I wouldn’t! Sure, she dresses kinda frumpy, and her hair’s a mess, but you know what they say — it’s the quiet ones who get wildest in bed. She’s got a sort of sexy librarian thing going on. And, y’know, chicks with English accents — always kind of hot.’
Levon shook his head. ‘Man, one of these days you are going to come into work and find a sixteen-page sexual harassment lawsuit on your desk.’
‘Only sixteen?’ said Holly Jo. Kyle made a dismissive pffft! noise. ‘But seriously, you guys — what happens if Roger doesn’t come back for six months? Or ever? Is there even still a project without him? Would we all lose our jobs?’
Levon looked round as Adam emerged from the Cube. ‘I don’t think it’s Roger’s health we should be worrying about. If there’s one person the project depends on…’
Kyle shook his head. ‘Adam can take care of himself. Come on, he took out a bunch of terrorists single-handed and jumped off a friggin’ building, and there was hardly a scratch on him. That’s some Jason Bourne shit, right there. Dude’s a badass!’
‘I don’t think Levon meant Adam’s physical health,’ Holly Jo said as the trio watched the blank-faced man cross the room.
Chapter 13
Chasing the Tail
Bianca spent the afternoon learning more about how the Persona Project — and Adam — operated. Some of what she discovered shocked her: not least that Adam was, technically, a cyborg. With a two-way radio implanted inside one ear, powered by a kinetic battery beneath the skin at the base of his spine that used his body’s own movements to recharge itself, he certainly fitted the dictionary definition.
However, whatever startling revelations there were about Adam Gray the agent, she still had no handle on Adam Gray the man. He remained as opaque as the first moment they’d met. His answers to all of her questions were precise, factual… and devoid of anything resembling an emotive viewpoint.
After a few hours, her attention began to slip. ‘Okay, I think we should take a break,’ said Tony. ‘You look like you need some coffee.’
She shook her head. ‘Oh God, no. If I have too much caffeine in the afternoon, I can never get to sleep.’
‘Something else, then. We’ve got a selection in the break room. Even tea — maybe that’ll help you feel more at home?’