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Vespa purses her lips. "Linda, follow me."

There is no question it is a command, and she is used to having her commands followed. You walk after her, noting how her high heels make her round shiny ass sway enticingly.

Despite your focus on your boss, you can't help but notice how well the office is decorated. The carpets are red, the walls a light colored inlaid wood. The crown molding appears to be real gold leaf. There are several odd water coolers filled with a blue liquid. Free sports drink, you wonder.

You reach a large office with an ornate door. Vespa ushers you in. She locks the door behind you.

The back of her office is simply a giant window overlooking the city. It is tinted so heavily you can barely see out of it. One side of the office has an enormous bookshelf. It is filled with both modern law books as well as what look like ancient texts. The other wall has a variety of weapons, both medieval and more modern. You note a variety of swords, whips, and axes.

"Do you like them?"

You pause. "It is a remarkable collection."

Vespa moves behind you. "It is more than a collection. It is a reminder."

"A reminder?"

"Of course my dear Linda. Our profession is one of combat. In court you ask for no quarter and no mercy is given. You have to be a bit...bloodthirsty. Tell me Linda, are you bloodthirsty?"