Chapter 60: New challenge
The taxi pulled up to the Harvard Computing Laboratory, its brick facade looming before them. As they walked in, the familiar scent of paper and machine oil filled Bayo's nostrils, mingling with the underlying tension that seemed to permeate the air. The security guard's eyes widened slightly at Bayo's return, but a nod from Dr. John silenced any potential questions.
Dr. John's footsteps echoed through the corridors as he led Bayo to a familiar office. He rapped sharply on the door. "Ms. Anderson? A moment, please."