"Her bodyguard told me to ignore Tadêfi, so I am," I muttered. I hurt. The pain-killers had yet to kick in...and I'd just come out of a coma. f**k'em.
If Ishara wanted me to nail that girl, she was going to have to step up on her level of assistance aimed my way. I accepted that she had her limitations, but so did I.
"Cáel Ishara, is that precisely what she said?" the Keeper was being diplomatic.
"No...what do I call you?"
"Krasimira, Cáel," she answered. "I do not believe it was Tadêfi's intent to be ignored. May I mediate?"
"No," I replied. "I will talk with Tadêfi alone, or not at all. Quite frankly, half the time you women open your mouths, I want to kick you off the roof of this building. Either I see some damn humility - your words, Krasimira - or I carry on the sss tradition wi
