“Garrus!”
My Beta reached the doorway at a run. He stopped when he saw Elara against the wall and the crushed Ice Shard beneath my boot.
“Seal Sienna's wing. No one leaves. Search every drawer and chest, then the floorboards and false panels. Bring me her personal maid.”
Garrus looked toward Dr. Lorian for an explanation, but I repeated the order. He bowed once and left.
Dr. Lorian cleaned the bead of blood from Elara's hand while I waited. The word *swapped* repeated every time he reached for another bandage.
Three years of medicine had gone through Sienna's hands before it reached Elara.
Elara sat against the wall with her eyes open. Her breathing was so shallow that I had to keep watching her chest to make sure it still moved.
Garrus returned within minutes with a burlap pouch, s
