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“Yes.”
“Do you?”
“Sometimes I believe it would be better than the system we have now, but there aren’t enough oracles who wish to rule. We prefer our oases away from the rest of the world.”
“She keeps saying my name.”
“She’s trying to work out what she’s been seeing, conferring with other oracles who might be seeing the same things, or perhaps the other pieces of her vision. Sometimes it’s a group process.”
“She said she wanted to talk to me after breakfast. Should I stay?”
Kenna shook her head. “It might take her a few hours until she’s well enough for a visitor. She just wanted to check in, make sure you’re still getting what you need. Gossip about Blair.” She snorted. “She also wanted to give you a chance to interrogate one of the mercs.”
Lila’s mouth hung open. “You still have them?”
“You bet your ass we still have them.” A darkness spread across Kenna’s eyes. “Dr. McCrae keeps them half drugged. Connell has came
ras trained on them day and night, keeping them locked in their cells. They aren’t going anywhere, not until we find this mole.”
“I’m not sure what I would ask. I read the transcripts. Your sister and Connell asked some rather blunt and pointed questions. If they didn’t know anything then, they won’t know anything now. They aren’t going to tell me anything different.”
“Maybe we didn’t ask the right questions.”
“Maybe I don’t know the right ones yet, either. Tell Mòr that I don’t have much of an update, with you? I’ve culled a few interesting files from the logs, but I need to fetch some programs back at Dixon’s apartment to investigate them further.”
“You’re leaving?”
“I need a few things back at the shop.”
“You’re uncomfortable here.”
“No. It’s very nice. It’s very inviting. Very easy.”
Kenna studied her. “That makes you nervous, doesn’t it?”
“I’m not nervous. I just need a few things. So does Dixon. Things were left a bit unfinished between him and his brother.”
“Dixon’s leaving a few things unfinished here as well. He kept staring at Blair all through breakfast.”
“You don’t approve?”
“I don’t know him well, but I can’t possibly imagine what he did to deserve her as a punishment,” Kenna said. “My heart weeps in sympathy. Blair is aggravation personified.”
“I think she amuses him.”
“Some people are amused by cobras. Perhaps he should keep her in a basket.”
Lila tried not to smile.
“I’m guessing he doesn’t wear that scarf for fashion.”
“He likes purple.”
“He likes Francois Bisset, too. I recognize the designer. That’s an expensive scarf. I’m guessing it’s a gift from you.”
“We’ve been friends for a few years now.”
“Just friends?”
