#Chapter 59: King Issues

Grace Amira was a goddess of miracles and pettiness. Not only had she gotten a stamp with my petty signature made, but she had set up a workflow between the transfer system and the pack’s messaging system to tell everyone who was transferring that they had a week to get out or they would be escorted forcibly, and two weeks after that to get their addresses and things changed. She even had farewell postcards and information packets in the transfer packets to be delivered to the individuals leaving. How she managed to get them all printed, stamped with my signature, signed, and delivered before the end of the week, I had no idea, but I loved the enthusiasm. “I think we should renegotiate your pay.” Her eyes widened. “I don’t think I pay you nearly enough to be that petty.” She grinned. “That’s just the mark of a happy employee. I updated the pre-natal ones with their medical records.” “That’s nice.” She grinned. “Not when they’re going to have to pay those crazy fees in o