"Who do you want me to kill?" Heila sked, drawing deep from her vape.

The imperial ambassador would not utter the words aloud. Instead, he passed a data card across the table. "It's all on here. You'll receive payment when the task is done."

Three days later, 30,000 krets appeared in Helia's account. The Empire had been true to its word. She's been killing for them ever since.