(Somewhere in the midst of this nightmare, Cáel needs to earn a paycheck)
Felix had the physical confrontation he wanted. Somewhere in the back of my mind was that I had to do something inane yet again - like consumer test Ginsu Spatulas, or the equivalent. Felix noted the open hostility directed his way, but had neither the knowledge, nor the empathy to give a f**k. The elevator closed on his smug face. Work time.
"That didn't take you long at all," St. Marie chortled from behind me. I jolted.
"If I wasn't doing this, I'd be hand-feeding polar bears, so cut me some slack," I groaned.
"I was under the impression that your pugnacity was more of a defense mechanism, not male bravado," St. Marie probed.
"I am as much surprised as you are about this. I don't even like the girl involved. I
