The Simulacrum ~Volume 1 Appendix~ Research

"We can start now," my assistant told in front of my computer after she limbered up her fingers.

"All right," I answered her with a small nod and I took a deep breath to collect my thoughts. It was the 11th of October, and I was having Judy over at my place for our customary weekly research discussion. My dear assistant was the better typist, so during these tis she always ousted out from my throne in front of the keyboard to speed things up. It still annoyed that she acted like she owned the place, but then again, she was really helpful. The only thing I never allowed her was to take my beloved 'I