Night Before the Wedding

"I…I'm sorry. She just didn't look like…"

Queen cut him off with a single raised hand.

"I will save you the disgrace of being fired publicly," she said sweetly. "Submit your resignation letter before the end of the day."

Kincaid looked like he might cry.

"Queen, it's okay," Chay said softly. "I don't want anyone fired on my account."

Queen turned to her, studied her for a moment, then sighed dramatically.

"Fine," she muttered. "You're too nice."

Then she snapped her gaze back to Kincaid. "Get the hell out of my sight."

The man bolted out of the room so fast he nearly tripped.

Queen relaxed instantly, her ice-cold exterior melting away.

She turned to Drake with a smirk. "I haven't seen you in a bit. Are you sure we still work in the same building?"

Drake chuckled. "I've been on the field a lot, keeping up with all the Numero businesses."