Employment

[Groshyr]

"I did." was a short answer. The shuttle entered the military sector, just to shortly arrive to the building occupied by the Bureau - one of the many buildings belonged to this huge complex. Gaston paid to the ferry driver and told Evelyn to follow him.

Together passed the parking lot, the usual shallow lawns of greenery, crossed the sidewalks, and the small square that overlooked the high-rise Naval administration building. There are few such high-rises in the military sector: they tower over areas of lower residential and office buildings, being, in effect, the center of their neighborhood. It is near them that the monorail and air transport stations are located.

"All question when we come to my office." said him before they entered to pass yet another checkpoint they had to go through until they arrived here.

Then they had to go through the complex interweaving of corridors, sector passages, and many elevators passed by the mind in a continuous succession of uniform gray walls and doors. Sometimes the doors were not closed, and we could see the working personnel. The building was crowded; not only the GSB agents but also the Navy, busy with their own business, scurried through the corridors, moving from office to office or gathering in flocks to await the leisurely office elevator.

"Here we are." Gaston said quietly and entered the pleasantly lit room.