Chapter Fourteen: Tai
Heads-up,ran Daix’s message. Rudy’s full of s**t. Keep clear.
That was it.
I’d arrived home alone. Daix’s fabulously vague communication had arrived shortly afterwards.
What? I texted back. Full of s**t how? Keep clear why? I resolved to enrol Daix in a communications seminar at my earliest opportunity.
Being Daix, she did not deign to respond.
Coronis had been busy in my absence. The house was…dishevelled, to say the least. The mishmash of paraphernalia that Mea and I owned between the two of us — an eclectic mix of books and DVDs (mostly mine), video games, knickknacks and odd kitchen gadgets (mostly Mea’s), and assorted unclassifiables — were largely transferred from their regular haunts to every other conceivable surface in the building.
Coronis stood in th
