"Yes. And it will be again each and every time you step a toe out of line." Despite the warning, he doubts the lesson will last. This woman is incorrigible.

He flips the knife over in his hand and wipes the blade on his sleeve before putting it away. And then he straightens and stands back from the wall, relaxing the tension between them like a muscle.

“I will have resources. Weapons first, and barring that, raw materials to construct them. Locate a supplier. I require funds or I require items of value for barter. I need the names of men who will work.” Lazarevic puts his back to her as he moves to lift his gun off the floor.

“You have four hours to prepare your first report.”