“I hope this is important. You
interrupted story time with Rom and Ram.”
Vert’s voice came across the phone,
smooth and calm and irritating as always. “You know, Blanc, I’m
still willing to take one of them off your hands, if you like. I’m
sure you don’t really need two little sisters.”
“Hell no.” A part of Blanc had a
more strongly-worded response, but she carefully kept that part in
check. “What do you want?”
“I had a tip for you.” Vert paused.
“Concerning your…