She passed another Permalite station, one of a hundred she saw during the tour. “What are these wall-mounted boxes for? They’re everywhere.”
“Permalites are backup flashlights designed by LANL. They function on Solar Gel batteries. Don’t ask me how they work—they aren’t my product line. We get a lot of lightning storms that knock out the power. Permalites fill in until the backup generators kick in. You won’t find them outside of LANL. They’re exclusive to us. Here’s your office.”
Darcy crossed the threshold. The decor was standard government issue, but what sparked her curiosity sat on the desk.
Sonny stroked the twenty-two-inch monitor as if it were a favorite pet. “Finest baby in the entire universe. So far.”
“So far?”
“You’re a very lucky person, Dee Miller.” His grin blossomed into outright glee, and his voice dropped an octave. “Not many are chosen to work on Con.”
“Con? What’s Con? A PC?”
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