It was time Nick knew what was what.Still, she couldn't help but think about what her day had been like, even though she'd rather walk on live coals b...fore going through something like that again.She'd spent most of the morning going through files. Not just any files, Scott Greashaber's files. She had sat in that room under the ground where six women had been brutally killed and where Michelle and Marley had almost lost their lives. She had been among the few that had seen Scott's chamber of. Not knowing what to say, he turned and left the building.Stephanie sobbed softly. She knew that she'd have a difficult conversation when she got home tonight."Mistress, may I get dressed now?" No, we'll stay in my office for a while. I want to be able to enjoy your artwork. It seems such a shame for it to be covered up."So, for the next couple of hours, Stephanie remained nude. She never grew comfortable with it but was at least not uncomfortable by the time she was to meet with her personal. " As I understand it, Google has offered a grant of $200K. If we were to match that, would it help?" I watched the faces of the parents in the room. Surprise was evident. I surmise that if somebody had just offered MY pre-teen daughter a couple of hundred thousand dollars in research money, I would have required embalming next. These people are USED to the unusual from these girls.Terri spoke for them. I would come to find out that she was the leader, much like Cindy Richards was for the. "Really?" Sam asked. "Master's candidate? You don't look old enough for that."I smiled, trying my best 'who, me?' look."Uh, Nikki got tossed up two grades in high school last year. She's doing things at Auburn that require the Dean of Engineering to work with her. Trust me. Master's." We can talk later, if you want," I said.The talk proceeded into the proposed work scope. Upgrades, taking 1950's and 1960's equipment into the 21st century. Millions of dollars were going to be spent. They wanted.