Chapter 868

• (Somewhere in the midst of this nightmare, Cáel needs to earn a paycheck)
• Felix had the physical confrontation he wanted. Somewhere in the back of my mind was that I had to do something inane yet again - like consumer test Ginsu Spatulas, or the equivalent. Felix noted the open hostility directed his way, but had neither the knowledge, nor the empathy to give a fuck. The elevator closed on his smug face. Work time.
• "That didn't take you long at all," St. Marie chortled from behind me. I jolted.