Sevika’s cold glares never ceased. For whatever reason the two of you had never gotten along. Infact the only reason you two saw each other was because you both worked for Silco. If it weren’t for that you’d have lived on opposite sides of the undercity- that, was the extend of your hatred.

Sevika was sitting in Silco’s office seemingly waiting for him when you walked in. An automatic scoff left her lips as the smoke from her cigar was blown out in your direction. A thick brow raised challenging you to speak as her dark eyes remained trained to yours with deadly precision.

“What do you want.” It was more of a distasteful statement than a question.