The patents and projects Danielle mentioned were already familiar to the team from internal documents. Still, none of them wanted to admit that someone without an elite university degree could outshine them.
Around her, the other colleagues began nodding in agreement, their gazes toward Danielle now tinged with genuine respect.
After those few detractors slunk away, a colleague from HR finally exhaled, relief evident in her voice. “Chief Engineer Crawford, you really put them in their place just now!”
“But… in the future, maybe try not to be so direct around here. No need to make enemies.”
Danielle just smiled, letting the comment pass without further response.
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Once her onboarding was complete, Danielle was led to the dean’s office.
The dean was an elderly man with silvery hair and a gentle, precise way of speaking. “Chief Engineer Crawford, welcome aboard.”
“I’ve reviewed your background. You have a wealth of experience in emergency drone rescue. There’s a major project we’d like you to take charge of.”
Dean Channing turned his computer screen so Danielle could see, pulling up a project brief. “This initiative is a ‘City Fire Emergency Drone System.’ We need to design a drone capable of pinpointing sources of fire in high-rise buildings, streaming real-time footage, and even carrying fire suppressant canisters for initial firefighting.”
“Urban fires in tall buildings are especially challenging—firefighters can’t always reach the danger zones fast enough. If we succeed here, we’ll save lives and make rescue operations dramatically more effective.”
Danielle studied the documents intently. This was exactly the kind of work she’d always dreamed of—merging her technical expertise with a real, meaningful impact on society.
She looked up, her tone resolute. “Dean Channing, I’ll take this project. I’ll form a team as soon as possible and deliver a plan.”
Wolfe sighed, busying himself with his laptop. “Don’t take it personally, Chief Engineer Crawford. Most of the senior engineers here are pretty full of themselves—especially Engineer Lynch. She’s a PhD from a top school and thought this project would be hers. Now that you’re in charge, she’s refusing to cooperate, and everyone else is waiting to see what happens.”
Kaylee pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and added, “Lynch has also been saying your past projects were just small-scale stuff, that you’re not qualified to lead something this important. If anything goes wrong, she claims it could damage the institute’s reputation.”
Danielle glanced around the nearly empty room, but there wasn’t a trace of discouragement in her eyes.
She’d expected resistance. New environment, new team—if she wanted respect here, she’d have to earn it the hard way.
She picked up the stack of files and handed them out. “It’s fine. A small team can still get the job done.”
“Larkin, you’ll start by reviewing the latest research on fire-response drones—both here and internationally. Pull together any solutions we might learn from.”

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