He looks around- but the fluid seems to fill the little room entirely. Bare except for himself and the sign, the room appeared off-white and not adequ...tely lit while being completely in cased. No exit! No air! He was going to drown! He was going to die!"Do not panic" says a female voice, broad-casted into the room and sounding like it's under water, "It's a smart fluid, even if it wasn't purposely formulated to give your lungs oxygen to breathe the nanites in it would take oxygen there. Just. She used her girls' network contacts to check out the Sales department schedules and figured out what salesmen were away on the string of nights when I had been getting lucky.Once they knew what to look for, it wasn't hard to spot the guy. The one guy whose schedule matched was one of the top salesmen, Charley Cowell.Gloria said she'd never seen the guy, but the story was that Charley was a real handsome hunky dude with a bit of a rep as a player among the ladies. The single girls he'd played. "Please go to the nightstand, and take out a dark red bottle from the lower shelf." The French-language label didn't help me, so I handed to Carol.Carol did a doubletake at the label, and then imitated a pompous wine critic. "Brut, tres brut," and then started to giggle. "Curt, French cuisine, or perhaps wine, just met French sex. This is a lubricant, but it is not overly sweet, as they tend to be. Instead, it is flavored with dry wine; to give Marie the sophisticated flavor that so fits her.. Like some two-bit thug. Why didn’t you just hire someone off the street? It would have been cheaper.” Jonathan’s soft laughter caressed my spine, “You silly girl, I needed you. I knew that you would do a good job, and I needed to know where your loyalty was. I know you. I knew you would be unable to keep yourself from investigating Marcus. I needed to know if you would betray me.” I nodded as I took another step towards him. “And now, because I didn’t betray you, you’re going to kill me?” “I.