Thirty-Five
I ignored Zen’s repeated attempts to grab my attention and took the elevator upstairs. I tried to wrap my mind around Gemba’s ignorance of The Tempest’s activities. Perhaps he was too focused on the Sapphire Tears’ operations to take notice. Someone sat across from Gemba’s desk with their back to the door. Gemba leaned forward on the desk and nodded, clearly interested in what the other man had to say. As I passed, Gemba sat straight up. “Alice! Perfect timing. Please come in and meet Brett. The two of you will be working together to take down the Sapphire Tears.” He waved for me to enter the office. I stepped through the threshold. I positioned myself near the side of the desk so that I could see both men. Brett was a clean cut, wide man with piercing blue eyes. His sharp gaze and bu
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