"Got it in one. I compromise the cover, things get unpleasant very quickly." Yurika was pretty sure Reno could fill-in the blanks. "Lucky for me, the bastard who holds my leash left me a loophole on Friday, and I took advantage of it to spill my guts. It probably wasn't my best idea, but it's too late now."

If there was a club, she'd help collect dues. They could meet at Caritas every Thursday night.

"So please, throw things," she replied, taking a nice long drink from the bottle. "It'll be a nice change of pace."