Well, I didn’t exactly fancy I was wicked, but Vali did. I didn’t get a chance to return to my room and beat my pillow to let out my frustrations. Megan marched into view, a scowl marking her perfect red lips. “With me,” she demanded as she clicked her fingers and pointed to her side. I was like a dog expected to heel at its master’s side, ha? I controlled the mutinous expression that threatened to crumple my brow like screwed up paper. With a breath, I walked up to her. “It’s time to hand you over to Section One.” “Section One?” Her scowl hardened. “The lowest detectives.” Though I seriously wanted to ignore her, I couldn’t. I controlled my interest as I asked, “Lowest detectives, what does that mean?” “Keep up. Vali has an extensive network of employees.” “You mean indentured slaves, right?” I don’t know why I was pushing my luck – one look at her stiff lips would tell anyone to cork their mouth and run away. But I was angry, trapped, cornered, and finally fighting back even if the only weapon I had was my words.
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