Valeria
Valeria read the payment annex a second time while Cedric watched her hands.
He expected anger. Perhaps he expected her to know which kind would be useful.
She folded the page and gave it back.
"I'll make an inquiry. You will receive the answer when I have one."
"I don't want your name attached unnecessarily."
Valeria looked at him.
"You came to me outside a laboratory full of people who know both our names."
"I meant the complaint."
"I know what you meant."
He began to answer, then stopped. Good. She had no time to separate his concern from his preference for arranging everything around it.
She told him where to leave the full copies and went to the correspondence room.
