She did not stop. She flung open the door to Drusin Wolfe’s office, and then slammed it shut and locked it before her reluctant entourage could get to her. Drusin Wolfe looked up from where he sat in a chair by a coffee table, in discussion with another man, about who the fuck knows or cares. “What the hell?” Wolfe said. Kiva pointed to the other man. “You. Fuck off.” There was pounding at the door. Kiva ignored it. Drusin Wolfe put a hand on the other man’s arm to forestall any fucking off. “Are you insane? You can’t just barge into my office and tell people to fuck off.” “And yet here I am,”
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