Even now a friendly figure stood in the passageway ahead of her. Gentis was working around a hover cart bearing clean linens, and there were no Condorians in sight. She kept her voice low and made short work of stating her purpose. “Gentis, can you direct me to the med-tech? I have some stuff she might need.” Lyra lifted the vial for the other woman to see. “I believe she’s sleeping, mistress. But if you’ve obtained what I think you have, the last thing she’d care to do is rest.” She leaned closer. “Go down the second passageway to the right, turn left at your first opportunity. You’ll eventually come to a dead end. The med-tech will be in the space at the very end, right in front of you. Knock twice, pause, and then knock twice again. The more severely injured are in that room.” Lyra quickly made her way to that space. Her knocks on the hatch were answered by one of Aigean’s blue-robed minions.
