They’re the ones who’ve forgotten where they come from, not the Black person. The human race is a strong species. We adapt well. And as the purest...descendants of the original humans, Black men and Black women are the strongest brand of humanity. Those of you who doubt me, prepare to be dazzled. In America, for now, White men and White women have the advantage of numbers. They mistake quantity for quality. Let me clarify. A single smart man can outthink and outperform ten morons. That’s the way. You can tell them I sent you home to change.”“That’s better than traffic?”“Trust me. Oh. And thanks for the flowers.”“Okay. Half an hour. I’m moving.” The line went dead. I stripped and headed for the shower. I took just enough time to shave carefully. I was beginning to get the hang of it, but one bad move and I’d have no facial hair at all. I chose black slacks, a white Oxford shirt, and my gray sweater.I skipped coffee and was at the office ready to enter the conference room in twenty-eight. Idly, I wondered if I ever would again.It took me a while to find the CDC lab. The place hadn't been there the last time I was in town, but had sprung up almost overnight to take advantage of the vast medical expertise, and, as the cynical side of me noted, the vast number of potential patients, available in the huge city.When I did find it, I have to admit that I wasn't very impressed. They had simply retrofitted a small office building with an airlock and filtration system and added some. She knew that someday, the same would be true of her niece. “I don’t suppose it would hurt to tell you now,” Ophelia smiled as she pulled her Corvette into a private laneway that backed into a very quaint, elegant-looking little shop. “I said you needed some new clothes and what better way to start than from the underneath? This is a very sexy lingerie shop that’s owned by my dear friend, Sherri Sullivan.” “Sherri Sullivan?” Whitney questioned. “As in the same Sherri that Uncle James was dating.