The name Dmitri gave me is Petra.
Not Damon's sister. The other Petra, the one who has been at the compound's communal table for months, the senior crew member whose last name I have had on a personnel file since she was contracted eighteen months ago and whose history I ran through standard checks and found clean. She is thirty two years old, raised alone by her mother in a city four hours from here. She came to the compound because the affiliate network had a position and she needed work.
She has been at the table. She has been in the compound. She has been at every communal breakfast and every crew rotation and every training session with Drace for eighteen months and I have looked at her face across the table and I did not see it.
The dark eyes. The same dark eyes that go all the wa
