Selene rose, heart suddenly racing, all her threat-assessment and fight or flight responses activating. Her twin metabolisms, artificial and natural, meshed into gear. Through the window, over the lake, the city was a dark silhouette against the stars.
Her clothes lay in a crumpled heap by the foot of the bed. She found the blaster she"d had strapped to her ankle and activated it. It was still functioning. Had Myrced known it was there? She thought about bringing Ondo online, but decided against it. She slipped her clothes back on, ears turned to full gain for any more sounds from outside.
The upper floor of Myrced"s house consisted of a short landing from which the bedroom, a bathroom and another room led off. There was a faint thermal trail on the floor, a line of footsteps, going to
