Agents Of Artifice: A Planeswalker Novel (2009) - Plot & Excerpts
“A great deal, actually. To start with, I’m trying to find a polite, respectfully subordinate way to tell you to drop dead, and I’m not coming up with one.” Paldor chuckled, as did the other figure in the room—a figure who was quite definitely not Kallist. “Afraid to work with me, Jace?” Baltrice sneered at him. “If by ‘afraid’ you mean ‘would rather run my genitals through a clockwork engine,’ then yes.” Paldor stood and slapped his hands on the desk. “This,” he rumbled, and suddenly he wasn’t nearly so cheery as he had seemed, “isn’t going to go any further. Jace, what’s your problem?” “My problem, Paldor, is that I’d rather work with Kallist. Or Ireena. Or Gemreth, or, um, pretty much anyone else.” “That’s nice,” Paldor told him. “It’s also impossible.” “Paldor …” “It’s not as though I’ve a lot of people I can assign to this.
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