"Okay," Anya said, kissing Skye's nose gently before trying to disengage.<br/><br/>+ + +<br/><br/>Working for Martin (Skye still wasn't sure if it was the other Wolf's first or last name) had some benefits. It wasn't steady, everyday, solid work. They worked a variety of jobs, depending on what was scheduled. It paid...not super-well, but better than minimum. There were bonuses when they were able to salvage stuff after the demo jobs. Most important of all, the boss knew what it was like to have a black mark on your record. Plus her strength and size were an advantage when knocking out walls and tearing stuff apart with crowbar and sledgehammer.<br/><br/>That, and Martin knew Dale, which made Skye's other job a little easier.<br/><br/>Even so, she wasn't expecting the grizzled old grey Wolf to wave her over when she got to the yard to meet up for the next project. Martin waited for her to come over, then led her back to the office and closed the door.<br/><br/>"Won't keep you. A friend of ours says you've got a roomie now. Says you took her in to help her out. That true?"