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“Fifteen percent.”

Zera snorted.“You make more than that in one assignment, Lalli.”

Lalli laughed.“Yeah, but I prefer the cooking.Less chance of getting shot, stabbed, drugged, gassed, or that yutz grabbing my butt.”

Zera sighed.“I have told him about that.”

“So have I.The next time he does it, he’s making out with pavement.Not really a good look for an attaché.”

Klauz asked carefully, “Does your patron eat at the restaurant?”

“Yes.I am with him, being a pain in the ass and blocking the access points.”

“But you...oh, hells.You wear a suit.”

Lalli wrinkled her nose.“I wear a suit.And contacts.”

Zera laughed.“She’s wearing contacts now.”

Lalli stared at her.“Are you trying to out me completely?”

“What?All people from your country have freaky eyes.”

Klauz said, “May I see?”

“You may not.I would be less offended if you asked me to give you a lap dance.”She looked at him.“Seriously, boss.If you put me on flex with the BDC in mind, it should be fine.Yeah, the income hit is fine.”

Klauz asked, “How long have you been registered with the BDC?”

Zera smiled.“Eighteen months, and she has two steady clients who request her when they are in town.”

“And then I just have to stand around and catch bullets.”

“You get shot at?”

“Shot, drowned, electrocuted.Just like a day in the kitchen.”

Klauz snorted.“You are invulnerable?”

“I am a lot of things.But mostly, I am here for Hever’s party.We met when we were little and the ambassador was travelling a lot.I taught her how to play, and she helped me learn to giggle.”She looked up at him.“Now, boss, go and cuddle Drin then head back to the masculine zone.”

He looked at her and sighed.“A different time.”

“Eww.”

He laughed, shook his head, and left.

Drin got a cuddle and some attention, and then she pushed Klauz and Ekron over to the steps.Banished again.

Lalli smiled.She liked her boss, but having him as a lover would upset Drin, and no one wanted to do that.

She looked to Zera.“Why did you do that?”

“Because he would keep probing and might eventually get more information than you were willing to give.Now he knows the bare bones of things, and it satisfies his curiosity.He can let psychic pressure bear when he wants to.”

“We know how well I react to that.”

“We do, so since I want to keep this city’s most beloved restaurateur alive, I am going to give him that information.”