24: Deva
Deva
“Got another job for you today,” Super said, as soon as a bleary-eyed Deva arrived. It wasn’t right, getting up before the sun even peered over the horizon. “Said you worked with craft before, didn’t you? Well, this should be right up your alley. Couple of guys haven’t turned up.”
“Heavy night?”
“Food poisoning.” Super gave a knowing grin. “Set them short in the vehicle pool, though. Supposed to be rigging some kind of new recharge system. They need someone for half a day.”
Deva’s heart skipped a beat, and something must’ve shown on her face, because Super raised his hands and shook his head.
“Not trying to off-load you. Far as I’m concerned, you’ve earned your place on the team, and I don’t care what anyone else says.”
“No problem. Not sure where the vehicle pool is,
