Owen shook his head, "She''s a friend of my mom''s kid, but she''s not from the Pharmacists'' Guild."


    "If she was from the Pharmacists'' Guild, the Reeves family''s eldest son would have recognized Mirabe, and there wouldn''t have been any trouble."


    "Alright, I thought she was with the Guild." Frank set down his coffee cup. "She looks pretty young. Still in school?"


    "Yeah, she''s this year''s valedictorian, a rising star at Prestige College," Owen said with pride.


    "Wow, that''s impressive," Frank said, clearly surprised.


    Owen smiled, "Yeah, she''s really something."


    Frank''s expression turned thoughtful. No wonder his student trusted that youngdy so much; she was clearly capable.


    Out of the blue, Frank turned to Owen and said, "You know, Emmitt, you''re not getting any younger. Why haven''t you found a girlfriend yet?"


    Owen''s smile froze instantly: "What?!"


    Where did thate from?


    **


    The next day, Owen had a private doctor collect a blood sample from Frank. He packed it in a special container and sent Johnny to deliver it to Mirabe.


    Mirabe didn''t have the equipment for blood analysis at home, but she knew the schoolb would. So, she went to find Zane.


    Ever since that weird data sess on hisputer a few days ago, Zane had been puzzled about why it had worked. When he saw Mirabe, a bold idea popped into his head.


    "... You tweaked the script data on myputer that day, didn''t you?" Zane asked, his eyes fixed on Mirabe, trying to catch any sign of reaction.


    "What script data?" Mirabe''s eyes were clear and innocent.


    Seeing her genuine confusion, Zane grew even more puzzled but decided to drop it. "Right, you were asking about the science building. Wondering if all biology students could get in, right?"


    Mirabe nodded.


    "You can get in, but you have to apply first. Normally, students can''t usebs from other departments. But for special cases, the rules are a bit rxed. If you really need to run an experiment, it''s allowed."


    Zane exined thoroughly, then paused and looked at Mirabe, "Why the sudden interest? nning to do some experiments?"


    Mirabe thought for a second, then said, "Not really an experiment. I just need to study a blood sample."


    Zane was a bit taken aback. Usually, people who study blood samples have some medical background.


    "Can I apply to use the equipment, Professor?" Mirabe asked.


    After a moment of thought, Zane said, "Let me call a teacher from the biology department."


    Mirabe thanked him.


    Zane stepped aside to make the call. After a brief conversation, he came back. "When do you need it?"


    "I can do it now," Mirabe replied.


    Soon, Zane finished the call and looked at Mirabe. "I spoke to the teacher. I''ll write you a permit. You can take it to theb; there''s a duty teacher there."


    "Thank you, Professor," Mirabe nodded.


    Zane smiled, "No problem."


    He turned to hisputer, printed out a permit, signed it, and handed it to Mirabe. "You''re all set."