The men came up the path, meeting me like glistening obsidian statues come to life.
“This is a private gathering for me; there is no risk to my person here. I would appreciate—for the sake of my host—if mashara would not come into the room with me. The lady says there is a place to wait, out of the rain.” Never mind what the Polish cook would feel about this extraterrestrial invasion of his domain.
The guard with the sunglasses said, “This is the personal residence of Nations of Earth ambassador of Poland, Zbrowsky?”
I nodded. “I’m contracted to his daughter.” Not the same as engaged, but close enough.
“Mashara advises caution with the ambassador.” So, they’d worked out that Eva’s father was a supporter of Danziger’s. Not bad at all.
“Don’t worry. Really, mashara, this place is my sec
