By chance, he found himself sitting across the very genius destined to change and revolutionize human soldiers in the future.
He didn't see it coming, but it wasn't a bad surprise. More like hitting the jackpot without buying a ticket.
Terrence set his phone on the table, trying to steady his hand.
He failed. A slight twitch gave him away.
Still, he spoke evenly. Now that he knew her identity, it was important to stay on her good side.
"Didn't know I was sitting across from a global icon."
Anna leaned back against the leather chair, holding her coffee.
She chuckled, the sound bright enough to cut through the hum of country music in the background.
"It's New York. You trip over celebrities on sidewalk corners. You could even brush shoulders with the richest man alive at a charity gala and barely notice."
Terrence let a smirk slide across his lips. "True. but money's something you can chase. Intelligence like yours? That's priceless."
