Phaedra leaned forward, her eyes just this side of feral, her facial expression just wrong enough that Lindsey would it wasn't really her, even in his dream.
"It was an easy task," Saerian said, Phaedra's voice a purr. "Keep her busy. Not tell her the truth. But now you've completely fucked that up. I don't know whether to congratulate you that she wouldn't kill you and I had to take the contract somewhere else or laugh while I watch the show."
Her eyes flicked to Lindsey's chest. There was a red dot on it, a laser sight.