The Gunrunner and Her Hound by Maria Ying EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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At Her Rightful Place
An ice queen arms dealer hires a new bodyguard with a troubled past
I.
VIVECA
The womanstanding in my office is well-built, and the arm with the
rolled-up sleeve is admirably thick, clean; no tattoos. I’ll have to train her to
wear clothes properly—I find this look sloppy, and her future contains
bespoke suits more expensive than her salary, if she earns my regard
enough to reach the point of negotiating employment.
Her name is Yves, which is of course an alias: she is neither French nor
a man, but I don’t begrudge and I’m not going to correct. The French are not
real people, in any case, and their language and names are to be bastardized
or remixed as one pleases (good pastries; their one redeeming grace).
The first thing that comes out of her mouth is, “I didn’t expect you to
have an office.”
I tilt my chair back slightly. We are both sheened in sunlight: I arrange
my desk to my advantage, to limn myself in morning’s gold or evening’s
bronze. Backlit so that my face is difficult to see. Less theatrics, more a
matter of control. “Did you want to meet me in a dark bar?”
Her smile is faint, thin-lipped by nature. Likely she cannot help
looking a little sardonic no matter her actual mood—she has that kind of
face. “No, Ms. Hua. This place is beautiful, if a little Nordic. Wintry.”
She means all the glass, the approximations of snowdrift and glacier
that are terribly out of place in Hong Kong. But one creates the landscape
one wishes to inhabit. “Tell me about your background. And do sit down,
please. No point keeping you on your feet.”
Yves has a trick of shifting the chair—a thing that resembles a carved
iceberg, and is not much more comfortable—so that it makes next to no
noise against the marble. “All in my files. But you’d want to hear it from
me.”
“Yes.” The way she moves interests me. It goes deeper than your usual
ex-military sort, and I like what I can’t immediately categorize.
“I fought in Alaska at age twelve, in the Russo-American War.” Her
shoulders rise and fall. “There weren’t quite enough adults to go around by
then.”
Too many taken by the plague and the civil wars, which had eaten their
way across North America and left it ripe pickings for the Russians. My
mother did good business back then; so much demand for everything, so
much lucre for her offshore accounts. I prop my chin on my hand,
examining the lines of Yves’ stance.
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