Chapter 245 Makayla

• Makayla hunched over the lab bench, her eyes glued to the microscope. The fluorescent lights shined softly in the empty biotech lab in a way that was comforting to the dense hours of work Makayla had done. It was past midnight. Papers and slides scattered around her.
• Mason paced nearby, checking data on his tablet. "Makayla, it's late. Head home. We can pick this up tomorrow."
• She shook her head, not looking up. "No, Mr Mason. I need to finish these cell cultures tonight. The staining won't hold if I wait."