Khalisah al-Jalani

“I told you already,” Laine said. “Khalisah Al Jilani. No one else. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Commander,” Samantha said. “Okay… well, that must be all of it right? 5 years, naked, and owned by a reporter. What could go wrong with that?”

“Wait,” Shepard said.

Samantha sighed. “Yes, commander?”

Shepard collapsed. If she was going to add anything, it was too late. Samantha sighed as she used Laine’s e-signature to sign the contract and submitted it through her omni tool.