Sophia had taken her sleeping shift in the hire car with Chickenhead and Nasira, while DC drove the van and Denton rested up in the back. After their quick pit stop for gas, she’d swapped with DC while Denton took the wheel. She had a few questions.
‘Project Genesis,’ she said. ‘Was it real?’
Denton glanced over at her from the driver’s seat. ‘Sure.’ He stifled a yawn. ‘As real as anything in this world.’
‘It was the precursor to Project GATE, wasn’t it?’
Denton nodded. ‘Something like that.’
‘I shouldn’t care,’ Sophia said. ‘But—’
‘But you do. It’s the only reason you’re riding in the same car as me.’
‘How long have you been doing this for?’ she asked. ‘How long have you been with the Fifth Column?’
Denton cleared his throat. ‘For longer than I care to remember. The programming of
