Shami Taegor watched the items spread out before him on the desk with an air of irritation. Documents that once sparked his interest now seemed glaringly obtrusive; he shook his head as if to dislodge a headache. How could such trouble arise now from what used to be smooth sailing, he wondered?
He knew he mustn't be rash. Wolfe and the rest were still mocking him. Even Mouni and Bill were observing with detached amusement. The only real support he had came from Christina alone. As for Dashler, you couldn't expect any backing from him; he always managed to maintain a disgustingly neutral stance.
