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“I’e?”

“Nope,” chirin “Good news for us”

But he motioned Peirce off to the side and it wasn’t until E up soson”

“Aw, dammit”

“They wereshit about how it didn’t matter how expensive ere, we’d still die”

He wasn’t sure what pissed hi mercs ere probably former child-soldiers “Niceus”

“He’s a pleasure to ith, right, sir?”

“Right,” Peirce deadpanned, “can’t you see how fucking ecstatic I am?”

He couldn’t avoid it forever E hio, honey”

She stiffened slightly “I’m not your honey”

He shrugged “Suit yourself We’re still going”

“But what about the house?”

Peirce looked around The place was dripping wealth, but he sure as hell wouldn’t want it to be his home All he could see was blood randeur After the Republic was for to stop the bloodshed Those withand political sway had become the new aristocracy Those without did the best they could—indentured servitude or enlisting with the Lawmen Not that he was bitter “You want to save any of it, you lug it yourself”

Okay, maybe a little bitter

She scowled at him and he was almost amused at the way her cute little nose wrinkled Aler and the sooner he got her out of here, the sooner he could take care of it