Vince Russell sat up straight and pinched the bridge of his straight nose. His thin lips were pressed into a tight line, and exhaustion washed over his handsome face.
He hadn't slept in three days.
A situation had cropped up on his way back. He had gotten into a massive firefight with a crew of Star Pirates, and it took several days to completely wipe out their nest.
But...
Could someone please tell him what was up with this tiny thing that had suddenly appeared in his house?
She had been secretly peeking at him from upstairs for ages, too scared to come down. He had heard almost every word she exchanged with that nanny robot.
Starbeasts possessed acute hearing. At such a short distance, no sound could escape his ears.
Brother?
He scoffed. Since when did his frigid Marshal of an old man actually find a woman to pop out a little sister for him?
No wonder he kept feeling like things were out of place after coming home today.
