Chapter Fourteen
Once we’d been taken to a cafeteria and were able to grab some food, we sat at a table and talked about what Dr Aimery had told us. I was too wound, but I forced myself to eat because I knew my body needed the nourishment.
Zhenna ran a hand through her hair. “I can’t believe this has happened.”
Mosuti clenched his fork a little too tightly. “Starrick has a lot to answer for.”
“It’s just too weird. There’s two of me.”
“Yes. It’s hard to imagine. There were two of me and two of Larissa for a short time, but surely they could have done more instead of just killing them. That’s abhorrent and just wrong.”
I thought about how terrible it must have been to be thrown into Bazeelia’s body and the thoughts to be jumbled up in my mind. Did they give her an injection or just sho
