Her costume was identical to Zayne’s: a waiter’s uniform consisting of black slacks, a lily-white shirt and a vest. That was her role for the evening. She, Zayne and Alu would be hidden among the waitstaff in the event that anyone went after Miri. There wasn’t much they could do about a sniper, but who said the assassin didn’t have a backup plan? You never knew what they might throw at you.
Spinning on her heel, Kez left the room only to find Zayne waiting for her in the hallway. The engineer must have been lost in thought; she flinched when Kez emerged from the small cabin, but her moment of shock was soon replaced by a warm smile. “You look great!”
“So do you!”
Zayne heaved out a breath, staring down at her feet and scrubbing the back of one hand across her forehead. “Well, I won’t pr
