“Aiden,” he said. “What are you suggesting?”
Kiersten didn’t answer. She raised her left hand and made a small circle with her index finger. A moment later the dark-haired woman was at her side, and the three of them, with Marcus a few steps behind, pushed their way to where Sid, having seen Kiersten’s signal, pressed the case to Jack’s chest and grabbed the documents from his hand. Olgist didn’t stop to say anything to Kiersten, only nodded to her as he slyly took the fistful of credits from her hand, continued into the crowd, and moved towards the front door.
“What was that about?” Aiden asked from behind her.
“The precursor to the ugly. Watch the Vancurelians.”
Aiden turned to find a couple of them in the crowd. Simultaneously, they set their cups down, stood at attention, and follo
