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While Genna usually sat in her office, she preferred to stand in her operations room. Pacing in front of the array of wall screens helped her think. Of course, her operatives were free to work in whatever manner they found most efficient, but they rarely sat. She knew that this was in part because Genna stood, but Davoc, the operative she had on duty at the moment, seemed to genuinely prefer being on his feet. When he started delving deep into the data, he’d almost be jogging on the spot as his fingers danced on the input screen.
Davoc was still something of a mystery to Genna, despite the checks she’d run before offering him this role. He had some problems in his past—but in the districts, who didn’t?—yet they didn’t impinge on his work. And, in the five months he’d been wo
