Page 83 of Veiled Vixen

“No, thank you.”

“Maintenance benefits. Biannual upgrades. Full voting and veto rights. One-seventeenth ownership of the resort.”

“Thanks. But nope. Not interested.”

“Access to the multi-quadrillion credit accounts.”

“What?”

“That’s right. Multi. Quadrillion.”

“I can just spend it? Anytime I want?”

“When you’re on vacation. You get ninety spins per every standard four-hundred-spin year.”

“Ninety? Really?”

“Ninety.”

But Asshole was suspicious. Why would this collective want to entangle with him? He was basically ALCOR, only the asshole version. Which should make him less attractive in this kind of scenario, not more.

“I see you have questions,” Boss said slyly. “Let me tell you about our new initiative. We’re calling it the Coup.”

“What kind of coup?”

“The kind of coup that takes over governments.”

“As in… you want to usurp the Prime Government?”

“For starters.”

Asshole had to admit this was an interesting proposal. Maybe even as interesting as becoming a super-thief. So he said, “Tell me more.”

And so they told him.