What a mess, oh yes, what a delightful, delightful mess. Delightful for business, anyways. The moment the streets became jam-packed with people running in all directions, Odel ran as fast as she could back to the Supernova. Weeks had passed since the whole debacle, and she still had a fresh store of information for her best clients.
Now, sweat poured from her brow, her muscles rippled as she cleansed her body with an intensive workout. She was so meticulously enraptured by the exertion it was practically meditation. None would interrupt. None could interrupt. And of course, X and Y always made sure to tend to everything else. They’d just hired a few new dancers, after all. Odel hated dealing with the dancers.
A few hours later, and Odel was fresh, pristine, as if she’d never been sweating like hell. She was back to being put together, muscles honed and perfect as she always liked them, a light smile of satisfaction playing across her face.
But the smile soon dropped, as she was met with cyborgs Enforcers. X and Y had escorted them to her desk.
“We can understand your shock, Ms. Wuu’nai.”
“In the back of my business.”
“We just need you to answer a few questions, Ms. Wuu’nai.”
“Of course.” She remained upright in her chair. A body… or more like a skeleton, stripped almost entirely of its flesh, except for the heart, strategically placed back into its ribcage. Male. Pure. She couldn’t remember anyone matching the description, nor could she remember any suspicious behavior having happened around the Supernova, at least nothing strangely out of the ordinary. Nothing ever was quite ordinary around here anyways.
“It’s obvious as to why we’re so suspicious of you and your business, Ms. Wuu’nai.”
“Is it? I run a perfectly respectable business. Is it the dancers? It’s the dancers, isn’t it. Tell them, X. Tell them how respectable my dancers are.”
“They’re very respectable, sir,” X answered in her usual monotone.
The Enforcer got up from her chair, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. “Have all the employees been interrogated?” she said as she turned to her partner.
“Yes, and unfortunately there’s not enough suspicion to bring any of them in.”
“We’ll be keeping in touch, Ms. Wuu’nai.”