Twenty-nine
Of course, Murdoch knew Nyle Patera’s history, and he understood the creature’s resentment towards Ryann Harris. He also understood that all of the project’s creations—subjects, infected and NeoGens—had the ability to read traces. Harris’ would be flashing like a beacon to this creature.
Murdoch didn’t turn, but he glanced at the corner of the screen, where Harris’ reflection was visible. She appeared unperturbed by the beast calling her out, but she always presented a strong exterior. It was one of the qualities he admired in the woman. But she must have been affected.
“Just so we’re clear, you refer to Ryann Harris, the tracker who used to be in Cathal Lasko’s crew?”
The creature on the screen snarled, and Dia’s voice entered Murdoch’s lattice.
He made a mental note
