Okay, perhaps it wasn't resentment. It was more frustration than anything else.Since her research scientist position in the United States had been eliminated, she'd been dancing on a taut wire—taking the same job within a different branch of the company, transferring to a new country, leaving behind her husband. Ex-husband now, she reminded herself. He'd been set to join her until she'd discovered a few months abstinence had been too much for him. He'd screwed their next door neighbour, Miss skeezy pants—Miss I'm-twenty-two-and-you're-not skeezy pants—and tried to claim it was a mid-life crisis."You okay, Dana?"Dana glanced over at the brown-haired man beside her and nodded. Jason Kerzi and the other passenger of the car, Christopher Brown, were part of her problem. Also research scientists, but working different projects, the two were headed to London to meet with the Powers-That-Be and explain the findings on their latest work ... something about frog DNA and a cancer gene. She hadn't worked on their experiments so other than witnessing excited whispers from the other side of the lab while they ran computer models, she didn't pretend to know what they'd discovered.Their work had little bearing on her own experiments.
