And so the Company had logically and inevitably resolved to wipe out war.
I looked up. It was Susan again, this time with a cardboard container of coffee.
"You're an angel," I said. She set the coffee down and turned to go. I looked quickly around to make sure that Gogarty was busy, and stopped her. "Tell me something?"
"Sure."
"About this girl, Rena. Does she work for the Company?"
Susan giggled. "Heavens, no. What an idea!"
"What's so strange about it?"
She straightened out her face. "You'd better ask Sam—Mr. Gogarty, that is. Didn't you have a chance to talk to her last night? Or were you too busy with other things?"
"I only want to know how she happened to be with you."