CHAPTER 12Over the next two days Greg and Lilad spent their time searching the maze of pipes connected to the water supply while Shontel and Nedda brought up data on the monitors and had soon printed off copious notes of text and chemical symbols. They now sat at a table scrutinising their work. Small notes were jotted in margins and more chemical equations were handwritten above or beside the computer readout notes.
Greg was impressed by Shontel's neat writing and perhaps even more so by Nedda's that imitated Shontel's style so precisely it was impossible to tell who had written what.
"Do you understand any of this?" Lilad asked him as they gazed over the girls' shoulders.
Greg laughed. "Not really. I'm an electronics and mechanical guy. This is chemistry."
"What's that?"
"Everything
