"I think we should take it."
Seris said it over dinner like she was commenting on the weather. Wine in one hand, fork in the other, the casual tone of a woman who had already made up her mind.
Cabrian had come back three days ago for a follow-up meeting. Katarina hadn't been in the room for that one, which meant Seris had deliberately scheduled it while Katarina was at school, which meant Seris had become somewhat uncomfortable with Kat's interjections, lately.
[Noted. Be more careful.]
But not right now. Right now, she needed to be loud.
"The Cabrian contract?" Katarina asked.
"Mhm. Five years of stable supply at fifteen percent below market. It gives us room to reinvest."
"What happens when the contract renews?"
Seris glanced at her. "We renegotiate."
"What if he raises prices?"
"Then we find another supplier."
"Which supplier?"
Seris's fork paused halfway to her mouth. Kat pressed further.
