Chapter Three
Hanine Marquette frowned and glanced around her work area. Except for the one item that was not there just minutes before, it was exactly as she had left it. Her office, if she could call it that, was in a small room with nothing more than the computer monitoring system and a chair. She worked as a programmer and was damn good at what she did. In fact, she was much better than what her commanding officers were aware of which was just what she wanted.
She might be assigned as a lowly Engineering Programmer Third Class but she was much more skilled than her peers. She learned early in her career that when others underestimated who you were and what you could do, they became sloppy. They talked too much and they ignored her when she was around. They also left her alone in her
