Thirteen
The border lay behind them as they drove through the Neutral Area all the way up north.
Rahab had remained quiet since they had sedated Adama and thrown his unmoving body into the trunk. Like a cadaver. It pained her, seeing the man she had admired once lose himself like this. Had she loved him? Did she still?
Björn had examined him, only confirming his suspicion that Adama had no chip implanted.
“There is something in his brain,” he explained, “Something permanent, bio-digital, I haven’t seen anything like it before.”
Björn continued to type into his computer while they drove, frantically staring into the screen.
“Has it damaged his brain?” Annie replied.
Rahab stared at the girl, wondering what there had been between her and Adama.
“I really can’t say. It seems like it’s
