First Words—August 27, 2018—Mack ‘n’ Me: The Wolves of Alpha 9

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I had a busy week, this week. An opportunity occurred that I thought long and hard about throwing my hat in the ring, for, and then I revamped the schedule to take into account the various illnesses and occurrences that have occurred over the last few months. Once the new schedule looked somewhere close to workable, I got right down to work. Here are the words from the 27th, where Cutter agrees to work for Barangail, when she’d rather be shooting him:

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I was waiting when Barangail turned back to me. It was obvious he was about to give me another spiel. I just wished he’d get it over and done with.
“I could really do with a set of combat fatigues,” I said, when he just stood and stared at me.
He raised an eyebrow, and then made a point of looking me up and down like I was a prospective concubine he was considering taking on. I lowered my chin, and stared right back, raising an eyebrow to mirror him. I also folded my arms across my chest, and tapped my foot—which reminded me…
“And boots,” I said. “Could I have my boots and weapons back… please?”
I considered the ‘please’ a nice touch, considering there was no way in Hell I was going to address him as a superior, so he might as well start looking me like the contractor I was. He raised his eyes to meet mine, and his lips twitched. It wasn’t a smile, and it wasn’t a baring of teeth. It was more an acknowledgement of the line I was drawing between us.
He glanced at Foksall.
“See she gets the equipment on the list, and the equipment she came with.” He glanced at where I was standing in my leggings, and the black tank top I’d worn under the corset. “Except for the dress. I don’t think she’ll be needing it.”
Not if I got my combat fatigues, I wouldn’t. I waited some more.

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The first three books and two short stories in the Mack ‘n’ Me ‘n’ Odyssey series: Mack ‘n’ Me: Origins, The Depredides Dance, Mack ‘n’ Me: Blaedergil’s Host, Mack ‘n’ Me: Arach and Cloud Door, are also available. The fourth book, Mack ‘n’ Me: The Transporter’s Favour will release shortly.


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