He sent them on fools' errands and talked patronisingly to those who didn't catch on quickly enough. If someone screwed up, he let them—and everyone...else within shouting range—know it. But they noticed he said "please" and "thank you" more frequently ... well, maybe once or twice.Miriam seemed to affect the rest of the staff, too. Unlike Holland, she was nice and personable. She treated everyone with respect, if not admiration, for their professional accomplishments. Very quickly, she became. They have spent the majority of their brainstorming session’s morning playing with each other than actually working on their duties in the lab.“So did you decide?” Faith asks as she sits up on her elbows.Morgan frowns at her partner. “I don’t know it we should. I mean, we can use one of the androids.”“But we want to make sure that it performs to the specifications that we want,” Faith protests. “The unveiling is only three days away.”“And that is what the androids are programmed for. They are. Adrian jumped up onto the fence and climbed up like a spider, carefully trying to maneuver over the barbed wire at the top. He jumped off and made his way to the building. The doors were hanging awkwardly from when he almost kicked them off their hinges. He stepped into the warehouse and moved to the center of the floor. The concrete was stained from the blood of all of the people Adrian had killed. After who knows how many attempts to clean it and a decade of solitude, the stains were as clear. "It must be a wonderful place where she comes from, I mean if everyone can do what she does? And the women, they must all be as strong as she is?"Entoch was silent again."Well then imagine how much stronger the men must be!"I frowned and looked at him, only to seem him smiling at me, he was teasing me."HEY"He laughed."Shanor I have always noticed how you are often better at the things the boys are supposed to be good at, I know you are strong."I smiled at him nodding, looking back at the.