Chapter 30

“Mmm, ambrosia of the gods,” Brenna said, almost orgasmically.

“Ah, Brenna, I see you’re on the scene for The Wrecktonight,” Vienne said, coming up behind them.

“Oh, hello, Vienne,” Brenna said, shooting Quinn a “just-my-luck” look as she tried to polish off the dumpling.

“We all miss your writing at Rumours,” Vienne said, adding, “I wouldn’t be eating too many of those if I were you.”

Brenna smiled sweetly. “Thanks for the diet tip, Vienne. But at least my IQ is higher than my weight.”

“Meow,” Brenna purred to Quinn as Vienne moved on. “And therein lies the reason I’m no longer at Rumours,that and well, I couldn’t stand the pressure. There was no end to the work and no hope for a raise or a day off. But then, you know what it’s like to work for someone who doesn’t appreciate you.”

Quinn nodded, shrugging. “What choice do we have but to go on?”