I'm sure he will want to know you're here, even if Mayor Shilling is in there with him. I won't be but a moment. Please, have a seat and I will return...momentarily."He took the proffered seat and waited as the small mousy man knocked lightly first, then entered the office at the back of the bank. The door burst open a few seconds later, and a rotund gentleman, and the other man he'd seen earlier, exited the room with haste. They came in front of Waite and stopped. The obese gentleman spoke. "It. Inside was a dimly lit room and a man sitting in an easy chair which could have been the mate of the one behind her in the room."Come in, please." Sure," she said. The man was drinking something, a martini perhaps. And the way he looked at her let her know he appreciated beauty. His eyes duplicated the motions she'd just gone through in the room.He thoroughly undressed her with his gaze before pointing to a chair and saying, "Join me in a drink?" No thanks," she said. "But I do want to join. Her dark leathers creaked as she faced me.I examined her back. “You’re Antrevia,” I said, remembering Zanyia talking about the Zizthithana and her followers. After Keythivak and his poison, I’d gleaned every bit of information about the cruel naga. What I’d learned about Antrevia sickened me. “You’re a monstrous bitch!”The woman smiled, her head cocking to the side. “And you have skin just like me. How interesting.”Her sword flicked out. I parried with my war ax, deflecting her thrust from. " Wendy just shook her head a little and then drove on in silence. I got lost in my own thoughts again in the quiet of the car, then I blurted out, "I can't share him with you, not emotionally. I'll share his body with you, infact I'm looking forward to that, but he's to be my slave, alone" "I don't know if I like that. What if I refuse?" It was a question, not a threat. "I'll ask you to leave," I responded flatly. "Really?" "Yes, really." Something changed in our.