Sparrow North ⁽²⁾

Lilith stands looking at me with what I judge to be scepticism. After six years working the streets together, I know the look well. It means she has serious doubts about our approach. “Look,” I say, “the bones don’t lie.” She laughs. “No they don’t.

"Fuck it!" I slam my palm down on the power disk, shutting off the screen. "Problem?" Durak called from the room next door. "Fucking paperwork." "Digiwork, mate." "Yeah. No one says that." Except you, I think. You fucking pedant . I flip him the bird…