He was leaving, she realized. But not Chicago, and not the competition. He was just leaving the room, despite the fact that it was after ten at night ...nd he had to compete in the morning. Shoving his things into the pockets of his jeans, he approached the door, and it wasn’t until he stopped, staring at her, his eyes turned to molten gold with still-seething fury, that she realized she was blocking the door and he was waiting for her to move. She did so in silence, sliding to the left,. Record keeping for these holding is nonexistent. "I want you, Deb, to record each holding on a county map supplemented by output from my project to determine the worth and feasibility of development of the minerals. I also plan to employ an outstanding student at the conclusion of A&M's agricultural field school to evaluate the surface potential of the tracts. A joint evaluation as to the desirability to hold and develop or dispose of the land would then be made. The knowledge you gain in this. He then said ‘What you didn’t know is that when I began college, I was asked to join the CIA… and I accepted. I’ve been working in labs at the University, and then I work in a lab across the way, in the facility below the ‘Vision’ Headquarters’s old dorms. And I’ve made some really good stuff for the CIA. Really good stuff.’ ‘And now you’re going to be a ‘meth lab slave’ to them.’ I said. ‘They’ll never let you go free.’ Ned smiled that smarmy smile of his. ‘Oh, I don’t agree, Uncle Donny. I’m. " Her voice softened, though the rasping persisted. "Look, I don't know what the people who trained you, or designed you, used you for, but I want you for who you are. I never wanted you to be perfect." I don't know how." Just be the same person you've been since we met. If you feel like your training's failing you then to Hell with your training."A long moment passed, filling both the blue eyes and the brown eyes with tears."Even when I was perfect," Anna said, her voice cracking for the first.