Chapter 31: Murta
As the pieces fall from her father's fingers, Didi's hurt returns. Her mind flashes to someone she trusted, to a face she thought she'd like to see again, even as a familiar voice rings out from the entry.
"Nice try, Miss Duke." She half turns, can't bring herself to spin all the way, catching a glimpse of Bo Rylen out of the corner of her eye as he struts unencumbered into the room. Though, she's aware of the guards following him inside. He's grinning, the blikey bole feces.
He's played her and she let him.
Murta's lips twist, wrinkling the folds around her mouth. "And who might you be, young man?"
He sweeps into a bow, at his most charming. Didi can feel the warmth of his charisma from where she stands but she's immune to it now. "Bo Rylen, my dear Underlord. At your service." He holds out one big hand. "The chip you so desire. Upon my first encounter with Miss Duke I liberated it from her and replaced it with a fake."