Don't just talk about resigning; she might lose her life.
Albertson paced back and forth in front of the office's floor-to-ceiling windows. Although her entire body had been modified and her skin no longer sweated, she still felt a cold sweat of fear.
She controlled her emotions, pressed the call button to summon her secretary, and sat down, spreading her legs.
"Who is in charge over there in Big Sur?"
The battle-hardened secretary immediately understood, kneeling down while speaking.
"Valerie from the anti-intelligence department. Jenkins secured this opportunity for her, saying it was a chance to redeem her past failure."
The secretary's mouth opened wide, cheeks expanded to a physiological limit impossible for humans, revealing the mechanical implants inside.
One can only say there is a plethora of options, from vibrating spheres to vacuum pumps to split rolling tongues, beyond the limits of human imagination.
