"Don't ever waste your time on regret. Move on and don't look back." - Today's Modern Female Siyborgh
To Ursy's confusion, while guards marched off Wulff for the murder of Lylyth, they were actually setting her free. It baffled.
"Are you sure I shouldn't be arrested with him?" she queried her many-armed escort.
The alien explained. "Arresting customers goes contrary to our business mandate."
"Wulff's a client, too," she pointed out.
"His buying privilege has been revoked."
The guard only walked her as far as the arm to her ship before scurrying off, leaving her to wander the hall alone. Like completely alone. Not a single being roamed its length, and yet the gear in her nape began to spin faster.
Danger.
She could feel it.
Danger.
From where?
Not her ship. The lock she used was
