“Welcome back, Fräu Hälm. You had a good flight?”
The blonde elf inclined her head, “Sehr Gut, Mein Herr. The new sub-orbitals are very comfortable.”
“Indeed. Undoubtedly more-so when you are not injured before the flight?”
Hälm bowed her head in deference. The question did not require an answer.
“And you were remarkably successful on this trip. Securing the artifact for a good price, without bloodshed. Perhaps my faith in your team was justified after all.”
“Yes, Mein Herr,” she replied. “Despite the problems during the last retrieval, we were still able to negotiate with them.” Every instinct screamed to not remind him of that incident, but she knew that it was neither forgotten nor forgiven.
“Very good. I am pleased that the lesson has been learned.”
“It has, Mein Herr. You have made your wishes….very clear.” Hälm shuddered slightly at the memory. Rechner had almost recovered.
“There are rules to the game, Fräu Hälm. These men will be dealt with in due time, but not until they have fully served their purpose.”
“I understand, Mein Herr.”
“See to it that you and your team remember.”
“Yes, Mein Herr.”
“I understand that they charged you extra to make up for the previous ‘misunderstanding’.”
“Yes, Mein Herr. I assumed that acquiring the artifact would outweigh such a minor consideration.”
“You were correct in that assumption, my dear. However, since the original failure was yours, the sum shall be deducted from your fee.”
“But….. Yes, Mein Herr.”
“Very good. That will be all.”
Hälm bowed deeply and backed out of the room. Once the great doors had shut, she finally allowed herself a deep breath. This contract was getting less and less appealing each day.
Better stop by the infirmary and see if Rechner is up walking yet. At least she can get back to Matrix overwatch. Don’t need functioning legs for that…