22 - Halazar
Mutya 17, 2493
Halazar found Lovinar asleep in a snug bed. A pallor emphasised the dark circles under her eyes, despite her olive skin. She wore no cuffs on her wrists.
‘I had to sedate her. She was having a panic attack,’ Olpren said.
‘I wasn’t aware you had medical skills, Olpren.’ Halazar gazed at her subordinate, raising an eyeridge.
‘I don’t, but my father is a military doctor, and I grew up reading his medicine books. I can identify a panic attack when I see one.’
‘In aliens, too?’
Olpren nodded without further explanation.
No matter how thorough the militia’s files were on a person, they often lacked details like this one.
‘Is there anything else you need to tell me about what happened in this room?’ Even though there were no signs of struggle on the bedsheets
