“I am prepared for that.” Tilting his head back, Slade blinked at the ceiling. “There is little she can do to harm me. You will avoid provoking a confrontation with her until I order you to do otherwise.”
By the way his companion muttered, Slade could tell the other man did not agree. Perhaps he needed a little prodding. “Do not forget where you came from, my friend. I took you from that primitive little dust-ball, gave you a symbiont and an honoured place among the Justice Keepers. If our colleagues were to find out that you are not the man they believe you to be…”
Breslan looked over his shoulder, a scowl twisting his features into something quite haggard. “You don"t need to force my loyalty,” he said. “I"m well aware of the debt that I owe you.”
“Good,” Slade murmured. “Then let"s at
