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DASHU FELL to her knees, leaning over Loxa’s chest. Her cries cut Izramith inside. Memories took her to the aftermath of the Indrahui disaster, the dust, the smell of blood and decay, the lines of family members in front of the makeshift morgue. Tears were too close to the surface. She glanced sideways at Braedon, but he didn’t meet her eyes.
Wairin came into the room, looking wide-eyed at the bodies on the floor.
“I discovered—” He swallowed visibly. “We seem to have stumbled across a major spying post. All the equipment back there relays to a Mirani satellite via a separate network that doesn’t use the Exchange.”
“Contact Barresh,” Izramith said, trying to force her voice into an unemotional tone. “We’ll want reinforcements and a pick-up.”
Wairin nodded wordlessly and left the ro
