Megan turned to Jade. “Classic Early Salvation Army Decor.” But the place looked clean and smelled no less fresh than the air they’d been breathing outside. “I’ll say this much for Dasha,” Megan continued. “He or his staff keep a tidy establishment.”
“The most dedicated killer I ever knew kept a neat bunk,” Jade replied. “He washed out of the army because he was psychopathic.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
A smaller Restaal came out of the back area, either a servant or one of Dasha’s children. The humans could tell it was a girl by the dark circles around her eyes; that was the one distinguishing s****l characteristic of Restaals that showed in public. The girl stared unabashedly at the two strange creatures that had entered her world. She had probably never seen an offworlder before in he
