It’s hard enough to shoot missiles and figuring out how to disperse the chemicals when they get there is tough. The payloads are small. The only che...ical payload worth doing, I was told, is nerve gas, and they either don’t have it or aren’t using it.”“Huh. Makes sense, I guess.” I had never really learned too many of the details on this stuff. Yes, we had some training back at Artillery Officer’s School, but you really don’t get more than an intro. Nasty shit! “Is the Vice President still in. Finally the distractions abated momentarily, and Meiersdottir turned to her. "Yes, dear?" she said wearily. "Please make it an easy one, it's being a very long day." This is a mess!" said the younger woman, gesturing broadly to clearly include the entire operation.Meiersdottir gave her a tired smile. "I know, dear," she said. "Is that what you wanted to say to me?" No, ma'am, or it is but only part of it. You can't do this, not alone. But I can if you'll let me help."For a moment Meiersdottir. He pressed his forehead against mine. His chain hung down, the warm silver brushing against me.“Please,” I said.He smiled.“You give me a dozen rejections and then one tiny please? You can do better than that, Alessia.”He said my name like he always had done, dragging the ‘s’ into something fuller and more sexual. It made me feel so wanted, so different, so special.“Please,” I said again. “Pretty please. Please please please.”He pushed inside me unexpectedly, before more pleas had time to form. This was one side of Clovis that Jonas hated most, apart, of course, everything else.“There is no way she could have forgotten our appointment. She’s in there, right? Could you call her?”Unfortunately, Clovis completely ignored what Jonas said, he didn’t want to end the pretensious act ... yet.“I’m here, Clovis. You may come in.”A woman appeared behind Jonas, and as soon as he saw her, Clovis showed the most disgusting smile he could make. Even Lucas had to agree that this was the most.