"To name a few," I said. "They feel sure I can operate directly on the molecular chain in genes. This means we can alter heredity to suit ourselves. Next, why not rearrange the DNA molecule in a cancer? If you can change the genes in one cell, you can change them in another. Knock out the ability of cancerous cells to reproduce their own kind and the cancer disappears. A silly one: Maragon says I can be a one-man catalytic cracking station. Pipe a liquid through a tube within my TK range and I can make an equilibrium reaction run uphill as the stuff flows past me. How about a one-step operation to produce those rare drugs that now take forty-nine separate reactions?"
"This does have a significance for science," she admitted. "The genetic part is right down your alley. And it's not PC, is it?"
"Strictly TK," I told her. "You're the only PC in the family."
"Family?" She turned pink as I went around the desk after her. "I told you the answer was 'no.'"
"I have inside information," I said, pulling her to me. "One of the PC's up at the chapter house said this was what would happen."
She didn't fight my kiss more than a couple seconds. Then it was a pure case of self-preservation for me. This girl was a tiger. Looks can be awfully deceiving. But she broke away from me.
"Tex!" she gasped. "Stop, honey! Suppose somebody walks in."
"A PC like you never gets that kind of surprise," I lied valiantly.
"Am I?" she whispered. "Am I really a PC?"
"That's why you locked the door," I said. "Remember?"