*"oh, that's not what you really want," Quaritch muttered,* leaning back as he watched Varang. She stroked his kuru, her fingertips rising to his face with a cruel and amused smile.\* *"And what do I want?" She asked, bowing her head in the soft light of her immense suite.* *"What you never had," he said. "I can give you anything. Weapons, power...Read more