Chapter 860

Karl-Taylor really was a rare kind of good superior.

He’d said he was going to properly teach that bunch of screwups a lesson, swearing none of them were going anywhere and they’d be stuck here until shift change—but once everyone had done their work properly, he still waved a generous hand, treated everyone to beer, and even ordered the Hellhounds on delivery duty to bring their meals straight into the branch armory.

“Do your jobs right! Once you’re done eating, there’s another shipment coming in this afternoon. If you handle it well, I’ll switch in the drone guards for duty and let you clock off a couple hours early.”