Chapter 6
EmryShe could always use poison.
No. Poisoning her boss would be wrong. Sort of.
Emry leaned against the galley kitchen’s long counter, every available surface in use, and could not believe she had to convince herself that poisoning her boss was wrong.
Even if Pashaal had it coming.
Sure, a contract was a contract, but Ren offered to pay twice the contract’s worth. Emry lurked around to eavesdrop on their conversation and was stunned at Pashaal’s refusal to sell her contract. Emry had only worked for Pashaal for a few months, but other staff told her when she arrived that the only thing Pashaal loved more than herself was money. Sure, Pashaal talked a good game about loyalty and frequently lavished her employees with gifts, but they were all to make herself appear generous a
