Minimum Wage Magic (DFZ, #1)

by Rachel Aaron

“I thought you didn’t even want to do this!” “I don’t,” Sibyl said. “But you’re not listening to me, so I figured the best thing I can do for you now is try to minimize the pain. It’s obvious Mr. Kos is no stranger to violence, but I just replayed that fight to take measurements, and dude is fast. I don’t know what he’s packing to get that kind of speed, but we couldn’t hire a bodyguard with moves like that for sixty percent of two hundred grand. And that’s assuming we recover anything of value. The way he’s worded things, you won’t have to pay him at all if you fail. Sixty percent of nothing is nothing, which is the only number that fits our budget right now. Having someone else along to split costs and stop bullets will make this idiocy a lot less scary and expensive. Obviously, the best choice would be to run away as fast as possible, but since you’re not going to do that, teaming up with Kos is the least terrible of the remaining options.” “You’re really selling it,” I muttered, glancing over my shoulder at Nik, who was staring at me like I’d gone crazy.