“I couldn’t get accreditation. I simply lack credibility.”
“Too damn incredible, eh?”
“Am I working too hard?”
“Harder than most.”
“Then have I diminished my own returns?”
“I have a business proposal: The Undercutters,” says Effie.
“Meet in front of the bakery at 8 a.m. tomorrow.”
“Wear two layers of clothes. All black on the exterior, but colorful clothing beneath. Bring a bandana. We may wanna cover our faces.”
I am fascinated by the scientific endeavor and I read about or engage with those processes as much as possible. I am a compulsive reader and writer.
With a background in anthropology and as an arm-chair/backyard scientist, I hope to improve my writing skills and learn about any areas of weakness or misunderstanding in my analytic skills.
I am excited to share. Thank you for spending time here.
Please reach out if you are so inclined. I'd be excited to hear from you.
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