Chapter Eighteen
“You okay with this?” Erik asked, shooting his partner a look of concern from the driver’s seat of the MX 60.
“I’m a big girl,” Jia replied. “I can’t say I’m in love with this idea, but it’s the most efficient way to get what we want.”
“And it’s the most efficient way for her to get what she wants,” Emma added.
Now a dull-gray unobtrusive color, the MX 60 glided toward their target: Radira Tellvane’s mansion. It looked the same as they remembered, with its curved walls and red-tiled roof. There were more drones flying around than there had been before, and it was hard to ignore the new and obvious fake trees that weren’t doing much to conceal anti-aircraft turrets. Men wearing suits in all the colors of the rainbow wandered the grounds, but they had the decency not to
