September 13, 2073, 2 months ago
0945
The Temporal Science Center was less ominous in the light of day, but the knot in Shannan’s stomach from her early-morning felony remained. As she and Monica walked into the brightly-lit atrium and headed toward the elevators, Shannan couldn’t help but dart her eyes in all directions as soon as they passed through the glass doors, as if security would pop out of a corner to arrest her.
“You okay?” Monica asked, coming to a halt in front of the last bank of elevators, the one designated for the fourth floor.
“Yeah. I’ve just never traveled alone before.”
“The fact they trust you enough to let you go unescorted says a lot. Means you’re on top of all the right lists for job placements.”
Shannan ignored the touch of bitterness in Monica’s voice, like always, choosing instead to demurely shrug as they waited. The security liaison program was oddly the most competitive and Monica admittedly had a less certain path to graduation than Shannan. Even one less-tha…