Madam Mo would be the first to admit, she did not get along with a lot of people.
They just rubbed her the wrong way, all of them slow but thinking themselves quick witted. But she had to admit, even though she did not like a lot of people, she liked the way that Zachariah Asher thought. The man really was something. When the two of them had been bouncing ideas off of each other. Madam Mo had realized that she had met someone almost as vicious as her.
When she had brought forth ideas that normally would have had most people looking at her like she was insane. Zachariah had actually taken the time to consider them, not dismissing them like others would have.
Poison, death by a mob attack, a hit and run. Those were some of the ideas madam Mo had proposed while they had still been brainstorming. Instead of Zachariah dismissing them because he felt that they were too cruel. The man decided not to go through with them based on whether or not they would be very efficient.
