Zhi's upper lip curled. "Work on it. Stupid means mistakes. Mistakes mean dead. 'Sides, yer 'ployers won't like it if ye act dumb -- jes chat up yer ol' mate. Guardin' is right borin' nohow, specially if ye haven't been assigned a beat often afore. Once we've an in wi'the Handers, we'll take ye back t'Thatcher t'see if she's other uses fer ye. Otherwise yer gonna play spy."
Her grin unfolded like a perfect roll of dice, one tooth at a time.
Her grin unfolded like a perfect roll of dice, one tooth at a time.
