Peace Talks (The Dresden Files, #16)

by Jim Butcher

“No, wait,” I said. “Sir, I didn’t mean—” “Of course you are right, Etri,” Ebenezar said, his voice brusque. He started to turn away. “Sir,” I said. “Time to go,” Ebenezar said, his voice weary. “Work to be done.” And he walked out.