He'd called Kalina the night before and told her he wanted to talk real business. She'd cleared her whole morning without asking one single question, which told him plenty about how exciting her actual day job must be.
Her SUV came rolling up the farm road a little after ten and parked at an angle that said she had zero intention of getting blocked in by anybody.
Two of her guys climbed out first and then just sort of loitered by the car, which was a thing Eren still hadn't gotten used to, grown men in sunglasses hanging around the middle of an Aegean farm like they were guarding a vault full of gold. Kalina came up the path by herself, a little slower on the left leg than the right, in an outfit that probably cost more than every rifle in the house put together.
