Book Eight: Chapter 33

“With what money?” Mike asked.

“I think you forget that I’m the richest person in the room right now.” The Arachne grinned and put a piece of bacon in her mouth. Stunned, Mike looked at his plate and saw that a piece was missing.

“How?” he whispered.

“The hand is quicker than the eye.” Eulalie chomped on her bacon and froze, her gaze sliding toward the living quarters. Mike turned to see Sofia stumbling out of the hallway, her eye bloodshot. “Shit. She’s hungover again.”

“Again?” Mike looked at Eulalie. He scowled when he saw she was eating two more pieces of bacon.

“Yeah, not really something I want to talk about right in front of her.” She shoved the bacon in her mouth and spoke around it. “Death texted me, said you had something to give me.”

Mike handed over a slip of paper. “For your eyes only,” he said.

“Ooh, secrets.” Eulalie tucked the paper down the front of her blouse. “It’s a good thing I’ve got Top Secret Clearance. Okay, I need t