“Do I get to have dinner, too?” the commander asked, the faintest of whines entering his voice. “You neglected to mention it to me.”
“I fear that only two places have been set. You will have to do for yourself.”
Margolis’ hands, hanging at his sides, balled into fists. “I think you’re forgetting that I brought her here to you. And you promised me — ”
He didn’t have the opportunity to complete the sentence, because the words were suddenly choked off, and an invisible hand seemed to grasp him by the throat, then push him up against the wall and hold him there. His eyes bulged, and his face began to turn red.
Shocked, Julia began to step forward. Qadim’s gaze flickered toward her, and she stopped where she was. Not that she really cared too much about helping Margolis — she’d only reacted
