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Genna had arranged the meeting for early morning, but Porello had pushed it back an hour. He said he had important matters to attend to first, but Genna wouldn’t have classed a large breakfast at one of the most exclusive restaurants in the Dome as important. Of course, he’d argue that the importance was in the person he shared his meal with.
And that person turned up at her office alongside the Councillor.
“Councillor Herania,” Genna said, waving an arm to usher her guests in. “I wasn’t expecting you.”
“I thought it only right that I had representation.” Porello pushed into the office.
“I intended this to be a cordial conversation, nothing more,” Genna said as Porello threw himself into one of the chairs she’d arranged around the low table.
“Of course you did. Come, Heran
