Our Time is Up

"You can just call me Ayse since we'll be seeing each other pretty often."

"What the hell are you on?" the woman questioned, finger still on the trigger of her pocket-sized pistol. "You sneak into my room and you think I'm gonna hire you as security?!"

"Yes." 

That blunt reply was like a verbal bombshell hitting the woman's mind. "Why in the dymension should I hire you? A lousy thief that got caught–"

But Ayse cut her off with a wagging finger. "No. I revealed myself. I was not caught. 

"By the way, nice shouting match with that Vael guy. He seems very respectful of your authority. He even told you all the details of that phone call… Wait. He didn't tell you anything about the call. Did he?" 

The woman was startled to hear that from the stranger. "... How long have been here?" 

"Do you really want to answer that question?"