That still equated to a long period of pack-ratting. I'd put a minion on it right away! I'd pray that they didn't have plans for the weekend - later.
"It arrived this morning and you are only giving it to me now?" I grumbled. "That message was meant for me, not for any of the rest of you. Where is the rest of it? Oh, and you're on the list."
"It was consumed in its examination," Troika blatantly lied.
"You have a visual copy," Pamela sounded bored. "Give it to him."
"I do not carry such things around on a handheld device," Troika parried.
"Ah...that's theft," Pamela gave a slender grin. "Just so we are clear."
"If Cáel Ishara wished to put forth such an accusation to Hayden, I will be prepared to defend my actions," Troika gave a hostile glare right back.
"That won't be necessary,"
