“I’m not sure you’re taking me seriously. I want to meet someone I can give specific information to. Time is running out,” Valentina said.
“Look, you seem like a good kid,” the woman said, turning Valentina around by the shoulders to run her fingers over and through her hair all the way to the end of the braid, then patting her down quickly in case she was hiding anything in her underwear. “I’m sure you’ve heard many a fanciful tale about the easy life inside the domes. But life on Mars isn’t easy anywhere, and we don’t have anything to spare for vagrants. Wherever you came from, you’ll just have to go back there.”
“I didn’t sneak in here because I wanted to stay. I wanted to warn you. A lot of people are going to be hurt in the morning, maybe even killed.”
“You’ll have your moment with
