“OH, FOK! FOK, fok, fok!” Kira scrambled to her feet.
“We can’t be here, Kira,” Leon said, his voice pitched with fear.
Kira pulled herself together. “Grab whatever you need. We need to get
out of here!”
Leon shut down the equipment in his office and then they began
marching as quickly as they dared toward the exit. No more than four meters
outside Leon’s office, they were stopped by one of the techs on Leon’s team
—Marty, based on his ID badge.
“Heading out early?” Marty asked.
Is he a stall tactic or just lonely? Kira didn’t care to find out either way.
“Sorry, I just came down with a major migraine and Leon is taking me
home.”
“Yeah, I’ll drop her off then be right back,” Leon said, playing along.
Marty frowned. “That’s what’s going on, huh? When I saw you crawl
under Leon’s desk, I thought something else was up.”
Leon blushed. “Uh…”
“Maybe I worked myself into a headache.” Kira wished she could have