50: Ryann
Ryann
Ryann listened in as the crew talked. When Deva reported that she and Brice were on the lorry, Ryann knew she should head back to the landing pad.
But her stomach twisted. Something wasn’t right.
She focused on the traces that swirled around. Some—many, even—indicated lattices, but that was only to be expected, with the number of researchers and professors—preceptors—who used the museum. Many of the students would be enhanced, too.
She didn’t expect to feel so many lattices at the rear of the building, though. Some crossed the open space, around the few parked vehicles. But many of the lattice traces came from…from the other building. The one that overlooked the back of the museum.
Ryann watched the windows. One of the lights extinguished, but the shape of a
