34: Deva
Deva
The pilot must’ve used their rescue service credentials to bring the Proteus down at the station’s pad. Nik and Casta gave Deva a supply of pain suppressants, urged her to take it easy, but didn’t stop her leaving.
At least her clothes were dry. Ten minutes out from Brunter, Casta had told Deva to strip and wait in the shower, and a couple of minutes later had passed through her clothes, warm and dry. Even the insides of her boots were no longer wet.
Deva walked into the station concourse and used a data-point to check on times. The train was due soon, and would depart an hour later.
But there was a problem—Creepy. Did he know she was still alive? Would he be watching out for her? What would he do if he spotted her before the train left?
She’d have to jump on-board at
