"How many had you contacted before you found this one, Henry?"
Frank Anuse had stopped by Henry's office in the administration building
at Henry's invitation. A great deal of time had gone by and he had
been getting edgy with all the questions aimed at him by concerned faculty.
It was great to have some positive results. Even though he couldn't
broadcast them, he could give his inquisitors a knowing look
and indicate that it was in the bag.
"This makes the fourth. The bastards take forever to make
up their minds. They say they are busy with other analyses,
but you'd think with all we're paying them that. . ."
Henry shook his head in disgust.
"And they all said the same thing. They didn't like to
make a positive match using copies of the standards we sent?"
Frank Anuse asked.
"That's it. They all wanted originals."
"The guy that has them now though, called and said essentially
the same thing at first, except he thought if he could have a lot
more standards, he could make a decision even if they were copies."
"And. . ."
"And, I sent off copies of everything in her personnel file."
"You mean forms and such like? Don't they have other people's
writing on them besides Trenchant's?"
"Oh, yes, but that doesn't matter.
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