Three
LADI BOUNCED UP TO meet them on their way to the council chambers.
“Good morning, all,” she said, giving Jak a long, slow look. “You’re looking handsome this morning.”
“Thank you,” Rasha said, misunderstanding on purpose. “We’re late. Can I help you with something?”
Jak choked back laughter.
“You can,” Ladi replied. “Listen, I’m sorry about yesterday. I overstepped.”
“Yes, you did. Ebere is a licensed courier, and you’re not.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Not that he doesn’t have room for growth.” Rasha stopped and turned to face her. “I’m tired of your jealousy. Put it away, Ladi, or I’ll force the issue, and you can go home to your very kind and loving parents.”
Ladi bit back whatever it was she was planning to say and crossed her arms. Rasha and Jak left her standing there and w
