Letti had called her the following morning, and Mischa smiled when she greeted her. “How are things, Letti?” she asked, “You and the units doing alright?”
“Hmm, we’re good, there’s things going on here now that are interesting, and I called you because I think s**t is about to go down inside this very office in like 10 minutes or so. So, I’ll not hang up when it does, and you can hear it firsthand, so just wait there on the line when I go quiet,” she’d been told.
“Why?” had been Mischa’s response.
“Your Luna’s desk has been retrieved and is here in the Luna’s office once more. I knew nothing about that happening. As you know, Christy had her desk placed exactly where yours used to sit.’
“Mm,” she nodded. It was to be expected, that of course she would. Overlaying her scent right where
