Thirteen
The border stood behind them like a menacing wall as they drove through the Neutral Area up north.
Rahab remained quiet since they had sedated Adama and thrown his unmoving body into the trunk. Like a cadaver. It pained her, seeing the man she admired once lose himself like this. Had she loved him? Did she still?
Björn examined him, only confirming his suspicion that Adama had no chip implanted.
“There’s something in his brain,” he said, “Something permanent, bio-digital, I haven’t seen anything like it before.”
Björn continued to type into his computer while they drove, frantically staring into the screen.
“Has it damaged his brain?” Annie replied.
Rahab stared at the girl, wondering what there had been between her and Adama.
“I really can’t say. It seems like it’s still
