Nikolai

My eyes narrowed as I examined the document in front of me. “Orion, what were last year’s weaponry expenses?”

“Nineteen thousand Solari, why?” His voice carried the steady confidence of my delta, but a flicker of unease crossed his face.

“Why does the official report say twenty-two thousand?” I slid the parchment across the desk, my tone sharp as a blade.

Orion’s brow furrowed as he scanned it. “That’s not possible. I filed the report myself. There’s no way ...