Beside me, Habros wore black and carried the bag he’d packed Daria’s things into. He was quiet, but I could feel his nerves. It wasn’t quite dawn and the streets were quiet. We passed the one market in the section of the city that was allowed to open just as the lights came on inside.
We crossed a few streets and made a left onto the first I’d seen that wasn’t lined with derelict vehicles and debris. The buildings were all standing and near the end of the street, there was our first real test of the glamor, the Kabeshi checkpoint.
There were a few non-Kabeshi around at that point, I’d spotted a Pixin and one I thought was Dealthian, like Habros. I had no idea what rank my uniform said I was, but as some junior officers passed, they saluted me, fist to chest and I responded in kind.
Habr
