by Natalie Grey
“There’s something on the bed of the truck,” Talon called.
“On it.” Nyx made to stand.
“You don’t have armor!”
“It’s over,” Nyx said. She was sure of it all of a sudden. How she knew, she wasn’t sure, but she could feel the pieces of the puzzle sliding into place, even if the pattern was too big for her to grasp.
She pulled her shirt up over her nose and mouth as she ducked away from the blowing smoke and approached the truck. She tried not to look at Tom’s body. All he’d wanted was a quiet life, and now….
The explosion had ripped most of the truck apart. All that remained was the burned-out bed, resting on its four wheels, and a scorched metal box that looked as if it must have been surrounded by explosives. It was warped and still ticking with the heat, and as Nyx watched, it suddenly sprang open.
Remote-controlled. She looked around herself and caught sight, at last, of a single figure on a roof at the edge of the docks. It raised a hand in a sardonic salute and disappeared. Male, Nyx would guess, and—
The new worker who had taken so long to inspect the truck. The one who had examined her so carefully. With a sense of dread, Nyx edged forward to peer into the box.
She swallowed hard at what she saw. A lump of Gerren’s Ore sat neatly in the box, and curled over the tope was a note:
COME AND FIND ME
Nyx’s hands clenched. Maryam Samuels was dead. She’d seen the wreckage of that space station. There was no way the senator had survived, even with all the upgrades she had. The place was dust when the Ariane left.
So who the hell was taunting her with this?
When people appeared at her shoulder, she turned to give a distracted smile. Wraith and Centurion, and there was Loki—where had he gotten off to?
Then she remembered, and gave a sharp look at the members of Team 11. They stared back, and she knew they had seen what just happened, far more clearly than she had. They had taken cover together, as a team, to fight off their enemy.
And Nyx had taken cover with the crew of the Ariane.
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- Nat