Dith looked up at the small fire burning in the center of their circle. Her face was cleaner now, her clothes hung loosely on her thin body, but the look in her eyes was still haunted by something that no amount of bathing and eating could make go away.
"I don't know who they are," she said suddenly, her voice heavy and low. "Those two guys. Not from the ship's crew. Not ordinary passengers either. But they were carrying something."
Everyone returned their attention. Bella stopped chewing her banana, Layla leaned her body back but did not shift her gaze. Sam, with his hand still clutching the small knife, leaned close to Aurel but didn't blink an eye.
"I worked at the port before I got on that ship," Dith continued. "Every day I saw all kinds of people and things. But the suitcases they
