Her boss wouldn’t hesitate for a moment. But now that the idea was fixed in her mind, there was no turning back.
Elara waited until her boss was consumed by the chaotic lunch service to execute her strategy. She could hear the furious racket of cookware as he bellowed directives and cursed at his second-in-command. It was the perfect moment. She quietly slipped into the storage room and selected two prized fungi, a generous handful of fresh wild mushrooms, eggs, and a bottle of expensive vintage wine.
