Chapter Thirty-Four - The Usurper

“Wow,” Luna said as soon as Moira walked far enough away. “That was…. amazing.”

Rita shrugged, she sipped her champagne. “Thanks.”

“How did you do that?” Luna asked, staring at Rita like she was a mini goddess.

“I speak bitch,” Rita replied, turning her head to look at Luna, she smiled at her friend. “I had lots of practice at my old job. When I realized those assholes at Crasters were not going to be letting up on me anytime soon seeing as I was the only woman in a male-dominated company, I had to get creative.”

Luna placed a hand over Rita’s hand. She knew her friend so well, so she heard the concealed hurt and bitterness in her voice even though Rita’s words were said carelessly.

“I know,” Luna said softly, “and I’m sorry you had to relive all that again because of Moira.”

Rita smiled a little, it didn’t reach her eyes, she patted Luna’s hand reassuringly. “You have nothing to apologize for, Moira was the one who brought it up. And besides, I pulled out my guns first.”

“Yeah