leaving home for the first time and all. But you know, Gammaâs a pretty decent place to live.â
I didnât say anything. I was angry, and I just had to pace it out so I wouldnât destroy anything. I thought about Jillâs favorite pink sweater, the one she wouldnât let me near because she didnât want it to get snagged. Thought about ripping it to shreds.
Thought about Ma and the sibs. That made me sad, and the anger all drained away. I was lonely, tired of being surrounded by strangers. I stopped pacing, then hopped down onto the chiefâs lap.
I couldnât help it. Not only had I just learned I could never go home, but I had spent the night alone for the first time in my life when I was used to sleeping in a pile with my family. I needed some contact, even if it was just the chief.
âUh,â he said. âUm, Iâm sorry youâre feeling down.â
I leaned against his chest, rubbing my face on his clingsuit. He shifted, then gave me a hesitant pat on the head.
âItâs OK, Leon. Itâs OK.â
I heard the door slide open and looked up in time to see Devin wipe a startled expression off his face, replacing it with neutral slouch. The chief quit petting me and shifted in his chair again. I took the hint and climbed back onto the desk.
âHereâs your coffee,â Devin said. âHope you like it black.â
âThanks,â said the chief, accepting a lidded beverage cup from Devin. He took a sip, grimaced, and set it down on his desk. âYou want anything, Leon? Some milk or something?â
âNo, thanks.â I sat down and began grooming my tail.
âOK. Well then, about the Stratoma guys. I want you to run backgrounds on them, Devin. Maybe itâll turn up something we can use. Iâm going to go ahead and set up the transport sting. That should be ready later today.â
âWhat about Nu-Deltaâs regular run?â Devin asked. âThey have other cargo to take to the Fringe. Wonât we be delaying all that?â
âWeâll use the sting ship to shuttle the rest of their stuff to a pickup point. Theyâll be able to complete their normal deliveries, they just wonât stop here for them.â
The chief paused and looked at me. I had finished with my tail and was staring at my contract, still glowing on his screen. He cleared his throat.
âUm, Leon, I think you should go on the sting transport. Devinâs cover in the warehouse makes it too suspicious for him to go, but you can stay out of sight and keep an ear to the deck for any bits of information the Stratoma goons may drop. Think you can handle that?â
âDonât have much choice, do I?â I said.
He looked at me with narrowed eyes. I knew I was pushing my luck, antagonizing the boss, but I was in a foul mood.
âYouâll have some time before the transport is ready,â he said slowly. âMaybe a little R&R would do you good.â
The chief looked at Devin, who shrugged. Something passed between them that I couldnât interpret. Human stuff. I couldnât care less, at the moment.
âLet me make a few calls, then Iâll show you around the rotunda a little more,â the chief said to me. âHow about that?â
I shrugged. Iâd go along with whatever he said until I could figure a way out of the contract. There had to be a way.
âDevin, why donât you and Leon go and, um, work on those background checks? Iâll come to your office in about half an hour.â
âOK,â Devin said.
He went to the door and was halfway out before he looked back at me. I jumped off the desk, hitting the floor as hard as I could to emphasize my dissatisfaction. Didnât make much noise, but, oh well.
I stalked out after Devin, my semi-extended claws clicking on the floor. It was the best I could do to express my disdain for Gamma Security and the human race in general.
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