GENRE: Science Fiction
Anastassia Kazan thrummed her fingers on the table between us. “Could you kill someone if I asked you to?”
“You mean, if they attacked you?” I’d accepted the job of acting as her bodyguard, but I didn’t see myself as a thug. I glanced around the hotel room, wondering why she chose to interview me here. Surely the advisor to the entire Narvan System had an office somewhere.
She sat back, shifting her armored coat. “Vayen, you’ve worked in security. Surely you understand the necessity of taking preemptive measures.”
“Yes, of course.”
“Good. First order of business.” Her human mind opened a telepathic connection to mine. The light-skinned face of a Jalvian with white hair and a determined gleam in his eyes popped into my head. “If you see this man, kill him.”
“Not a problem.” I’d waited for orders to kill one of them for years.
“Second.” She pulled a gun from inside her coat and slid it across the table. “Once he finds out you work for me, he’ll want to kill you too.”
Great. From bodyguard, to thug, to target all in less than an hour.
“The good news is you won’t be working alone.” She stood and led me down the hall. After she entered her security codes, the door slid open.
The hotel room, identical to the one we’d met in, contained another Jalvian, younger and muscle-bulked. He tossed his blond hair over his shoulder as his bright blue gaze met mine. My fists clenched.