The Lone Shark and The Faint Scent of Prey

She called herself a trouble-shooter which was grimly literal. She operated outside the legal framework of the State. But the State paid her handsomely. She was very good indeed. He observed her as he pressed a call button and then came to sit down opposite. She still had no lines on her face, yet it was older, tougher than when they first met. Her undoubted beauty did not disguise a certain ice, a disinterested almost bored self-containment.