Inner Conflict
Qi’ra’s fingers tapped on her armrest and her leg bounced more feverishly. Something was wrong. Her top lieutenant always completed his missions with precision and speed. It had been twenty minutes since she had last spoken with her two-man team. She understood the risk of claiming the Yartish Jewels. Her top lieutenant, Nienye, could die.
And yet, for some reason, it didn’t make her heart pound in her breast or her throat tighten with worry at the thought of his demise by her lofty goals. She was a leader of Crimson Dawn, a powerful figure in the criminal underworld, she could find someone more skilled who could replace him.
Her eyebrows knit. What was she saying? Had she really become that cold-hearted?
No! She couldn’t. She wouldn’t. If she did she would be no better than Lady Proxima or Dryden Vos, and she vowed to never become like them. Continue reading QI’RA: Chapter Seven