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"
Find
me
Leonardo
Vetra
!
"
he
had
demanded
when
Sylvie
arrived
this
morning
.
Dutifully
,
Sylvie
paged
,
phoned
,
and
E
-
mailed
Leonardo
Vetra
.
Nothing
.
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So
Kohler
had
left
in
a
huff
,
apparently
to
go
find
Vetra
himself
.
When
he
rolled
back
in
a
few
hours
later
,
Kohler
looked
decidedly
not
well
…
not
that
he
ever
actually
looked
well
,
but
he
looked
worse
than
usual
.
He
locked
himself
in
his
office
,
and
she
could
hear
him
on
his
modem
,
his
phone
,
faxing
,
talking
.
Then
Kohler
rolled
out
again
.
He
hadn
’
t
been
back
since
.
Sylvie
had
decided
to
ignore
the
antics
as
yet
another
Kohlerian
melodrama
,
but
she
began
to
get
concerned
when
Kohler
failed
to
return
at
the
proper
time
for
his
daily
injections
;
the
director
’
s
physical
condition
required
regular
treatment
,
and
when
he
decided
to
push
his
luck
,
the
results
were
never
pretty
—
respiratory
shock
,
coughing
fits
,
and
a
mad
dash
by
the
infirmary
personnel
.
Sometimes
Sylvie
thought
Maximilian
Kohler
had
a
death
wish
.
She
considered
paging
him
to
remind
him
,
but
she
’
d
learned
charity
was
something
Kohlers
’
s
pride
despised
.
Last
week
,
he
had
become
so
enraged
with
a
visiting
scientist
who
had
shown
him
undue
pity
that
Kohler
clambered
to
his
feet
and
threw
a
clipboard
at
the
man
’
s
head
.
King
Kohler
could
be
surprisingly
agile
when
he
was
pissé
.
At
the
moment
,
however
,
Sylvie
’
s
concern
for
the
director
’
s
health
was
taking
a
back
burner
…
replaced
by
a
much
more
pressing
dilemma
.
The
CERN
switchboard
had
phoned
five
minutes
ago
in
a
frenzy
to
say
they
had
an
urgent
call
for
the
director
.
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"
He
’
s
not
available
,
"
Sylvie
had
said
.
Then
the
CERN
operator
told
her
who
was
calling
.
Sylvie
half
laughed
aloud
.
"
You
’
re
kidding
,
right
?
"
She
listened
,
and
her
face
clouded
with
disbelief
.
"
And
your
caller
ID
confirms
—
"
Sylvie
was
frowning
.
"
I
see
.
Okay
.
Can
you
ask
what
the
—
"
She
sighed
.
"
No
.
That
’
s
fine
.
Tell
him
to
hold
.
I
’
ll
locate
the
director
right
away
.
Yes
,
I
understand
.
I
’
ll
hurry
.
"