Chapter One
Jas Harrington was having a staring competition with the Minister for Global Security. She had locked eyes with the long-haired, kaftan-wearing government official, who was tied to a rickety wooden chair. Above them both, a single bare light strip illuminated the windowless basement room. Jas wasn’t up to speed on the politics and politicians of Earth’s Global Government—her brief visits to Earth between deep space missions didn’t allow for it—but she’d been told the woman’s name was Bathsheba Dubois, and that she’d been in office for three and a half years.
Three and a half years was plenty long enough for her to have been killed and replaced by a Shadow—a perfect copy of the victim, only inhabited by a hostile alien. What Jas had to find out was simple: was it the real Bath
