Gratitude...

Six pairs of eyre immediately locked in on David.

"Sorry, just had a slight itch in my throat." David sincerely apologised to the other three people on the elevator.

The three male and female glanced at him weirdly but then looked away. The mam then continued his explanation.

"Like I said, the separation of two gene mixed gene requires the use of a technique that requires a firm hand, sharp eyes and a well coordinated mind. But the technique is a very special technique and could not be taught to anybody just like that."

The man shook his head decisively. The two females quickly drew close to him and said. "Do not be that way Genetist Selva."

"We promise to do all it takes for the technique, all you have to say is mention your price." The women hurriedly placated him and squeezed him with their bodies.

David who was still in the elevator with them couldn't take it anymore and coughed out loud once more.