CHAPTER TWELVE
“Congratulations.”
Toni stared at her boss through the Blackflame’s viewscreen and wished she could dive into bed. Her gaze drifted to the ugly soldered tear in the wall, its familiar pattern was surprisingly comforting.
Stifling a yawn, she said, “Thanks, Boss. I trust the coin has been sent to my account?”
Zaambuka’s strange gray gaze glinted over the vast light-years. If Toni didn’t know him better, she’d be nervous. Too bad a glare like that was completely wasted on her. She pictured her bed and the smell of fresh linen. Imagined crawling in and lowering her head to the pillow. The fantasy made her lightheaded.
“Ta-ark Drayson is pleased with your capture of Tubby Carltiyu. He’s even offered you a bonus. I told him you couldn’t accept—company policy. He understood.”
