Our Meeting
Tall, dark and Galactic Peace Office just strode into my club with his weapons still in place. Someone is going to get an ass chewing over that. Later. Right now, he looks pretty damn determined, and I’m sure I know why. I’m a little amazed he had the courage to set foot in here. After all the years on detail watching he finally waltzes in like he owns the place. He would be the first to do so on official business.
The Council has had this nice understanding about the Chalice. They leave me alone, I leave them alone. It looks like the rules are about to change.
Damn Shye.
She should have known better than to start playing coy with a Council Member. She should have stayed far away from said Councilman and his odd fascination with young mutant girls. If she’d done well enough, she wouldn’t have had to be spirited off planet to ensure her survival till the time the trial came around. As it was, she’d wrecked havoc in her life and mine. Whatever. She’s my friend and family, and I protect family. Regardless of their screw ups.
And hell, I’ve been looking for an excuse to tangle with this particular Tracker. He’s delicious looking. Now, if I could just get the scowl off his face. Hmm, the possibilities…
