Trickster's Queen - Weebly

Aly retreated to her workroom to read the reports
her people had left for her. She noted each new
checkpoint they listed on her map of the city; changed
the pins that marked allies, enemies, and those still
undecided to match her latest information; and placed a
green spy marker on Grosbeak's street. Now that she
had one of Topabaw's information collectors identified,
she would put her people to watch the man, to mark
who else reported to him for Topabaw. She meant to
turn the spy-master's network of agents inside out,
leaving the regents virtually blind to what actually went
on in the city.
“Are you coming?” Nawat leaned against the
doorway, his arms crossed over his chest. “Everyone's
there but you.”
Aly put her papers aside. “I wasn't sure if we'd meet
early or not.” She walked past him, expecting him to
kiss her, but he seemed determined to keep to his new
hands-off rule. She almost reached out to touch him,
only to remember that the raka were waiting. She had
some fast talking to do if she meant to finish the night