Three
Grace had enough time to stop by the precinct cafeteria and grab another bullet and a half before their next appointment.
Heron agreed to wait by the auto stop and begin the preliminary research on CyTown and the Ranges. That would make catching an auto faster. If she timed it right, they’d meet their first appointment exactly on the hour. The possibility lightened something in her chest.
The cafeteria was large and nearly three stories high. Crystalline light poured through the glass ceiling, sparkling along the white stone floor as she crossed to the welcoming koffee stations. She saw an opening at one of the metal machines and made her move.
“Good morning, Commander,” a voice called. “A moment, please?”
It was too good to be true, Grace thought. The very idea that she could g
