Warm November by Knowles Kathleen

Author:Knowles, Kathleen [Knowles, Kathleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781626395442
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2015-08-01T04:00:00+00:00

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“You see how they notice when we’re in the room. They’re very curious.” Merle indicated the white lab rats, who stood with their paws and noses pressed to their plastic cages. They were in the animal room of the Thompson lab, and Merle was training the new postdoc, Anik, on the animal-husbandry routine.

Anik said nothing, He looked around, his face a bored mask.

“I like the rats better than the mice. The mice can be a little cranky and aggressive.”

“Is there anything special I need to know about them?”

“Most of the info is in the online class. Their diets and their feeding schedules are all listed here. Change the bedding twice a week. The old stuff goes to biohazard waste. Not because it’s harmful. Just because. We can expect a visit soon from the animal regulatory people to check up on us.”

Anik shrugged and fingered the corner of one of the cage racks idly. “Isn’t the care of the mice the work of the technician?”

“There’s no technician. You have to look after your own animals. No one is going to do it for you. That’s why I’m explaining all this to you.”

The corners of his mouth curved down, but he didn’t say anything.

After they de-gowned, they went back to the break room to talk some more. Merle poured a cup of coffee and sat down with Anik at one of the tables. She swept a pile of scientific journals aside. The lab people could be pigs.

“How much progress have you made on the checklist I gave you two weeks ago?” Merle asked. “You need to complete that soon.”

“I’m very busy. Collier has given me a list of experiments he expects me to finish.”

In her mind, Merle cursed mildly. There it was. The too-busy excuse. The first of many to come, no doubt.

She didn’t have a doctorate, that was the problem. Anik was the kind of guy who wouldn’t respond unless she had the letters after her name. Well. She couldn’t bother Collier with trivial management issues. She always took care of them herself. Anik was just going have to get with the program.

He’d come from Harvard to do two years of postdoctoral work on the way neurons communicate. He’d grown up in India and gone to Oxford for his undergraduate degree. He was smart, handsome, and charming but arrogant. Merle had seen his type and knew what to do, or thought she did. It was a matter of laying the ground rules and letting Anik know she would keep Collier informed of his progress.

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