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pressed the telecom button to signal Mirabelle, and a transparent rectangular box closed

when Sebastian walked in. he had been out for a while, and it was apparent he

standing between her and the first maestro position. If everyone was being fair, the position clearly belonged to her. She worked hard for it, graduating from the police sch

on required someone with charisma, so naturally, it would go to her male colleague, who

have taken place already. The Volyrts were always swift and efficient with their justic

ng at him, whispered suggestively in her ear, and led her to the storer

n their hands chopped off, life would go on as usual. Teres was sitting on a chair, slurping milk from a bowl he

Yeryn, a certified skirt chaser. Yeryn caught her staring and turned to tell Wryabelle something in hushed t

got that first maestro position in the bag huh?" he asked as he touched her shoulder. She gave

ttendant said, and she stood up immediately. Sh

d to see

s possible. As she sat down, she tried to keep her awe of his face hidden. It always surprised her how much his face was redder than his body. His face was an angry tomato red, with the ten

e Marjan fam

photo was on her wall. With his love for the country and hatred for injustice, he was a role model to her. His face be

losely. Everyone knew the 'research' Davys Marjan went for was a five-year holiday for binge drink

ties of a president since President Oreli plans to retire s

u're a bit too hard on the rules, don't you think. He would need time to adjust, so you sh

wned on her. "You want me to look the oth

your enforcement a little bit. I won't have you ch

I would be very happy, and when I'm very happy, people get prom

ns on your bust. You're dismissed," he said curtly and gla

calm at the prospect of her promotion, she felt infuriated tha

ff the chilly air. Vehicles were rare, reserved only for officers, health care work

er apartment when a sleek vehicle pu

n," he

ing to weigh her options,

inter's air on her face. She wanted to loosen her bun but f

y said, "You have to live a little. What the

falter so you can get the

fore I beat you, I've done it before. And when I get it, I would look you in the eye and throw it in your face. Then,

oked at the familiar, mouldy, rust-coloured building in f

iveway before she cou