Chapter Thirty Two
Power Play
“I think it time you moved things along,” Rajiv told her when she skyped him later that evening.
Anya’s inner laughter was smug; the feelings of confidence and control she had been experiencing lately –reinforced by her handling of her ‘Master’ a short while ago- an elixir she found eminently acceptable.
Confidence and control, in regard of Rajiv, whose horizons were about to be broadened.
“I already have,” she told him; sure she would get the response she wanted.
The annoyance at the other end of the connection was palpable; lasting for what seemed an age until; finally:
“I thought I advised you to wait?”
“And I decided to go with my own instincts.
“When?” he demanded, as angry as she had expected him to be at the disclosure.
“Not twenty minutes ago
