A Chance Meeting      

"Did you guys receive the sushi I ordered for you?" I asked, dialing the number for QuantumLyfe's HQ.

Michael's familiar laugh echoed through the line. "Yeah! Everyone here was thrilled when they finally got to eat that gourmet sushi. Why are you suddenly feeling so generous? That must have cost a fortune!"

I smirked, though he couldn't see it. "I hope it did." I hope Zachary wiled from the price.

"Huh? What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing. Don't worry about it. A little luxury food now and then is necessary to keep everyone motivated. You know how demanding it is to push forward with NanoTech development."

"By the way, when will we see our first action with the nanobots?" I asked, leaning back in my chair, my fingers tapping the edge of the desk.

"Give it a few more months," Michael replied, his tone steady. "We're just finishing some final touches."