Chapter 43
Galactic Standard Date: 152,324.01 AE
Haven-3
Special Agent Eligor
ELIGOR
"Prime Minister's office, hello. *click* Prime Minister's office, how may I help you? *click* Prime Minis… Oh! Drat!"
Eligor stared at the pretty young Leonid, her whiskers twitching as she answered first one call, then another, and then another, her sheathed claws too thick to properly hit the buttons on the switchboard and cutting off every few calls. General Abaddon insisted Lucifer keep a cadet at the front desk as a deterrent against any whack-job who might make it through the first fifty layers of security at the Halls of Parliament. It was a pity Zepar never kept any of the cadets around long enough to actually become competent enough to answer the damned phone!
"The Prime Minister is … no he
