Hunter slipped into the break room and gave the coffee pot a baleful look before refilling her water bottle at the spigot. The room was foul. Still foul. At least with Rico, you understood why, but Ian should make good coffee his top priority.

"That Hoshino is loaded," she turned and addressed the small prim woman and the drowned rat. "I don't get why he can't afford decent coffee for his overworked staff. Someone should stage a sit-in. On his desk."