Jayems stared at the limp bundle in his arms, too stunned to do more than state the obvious. “She’s happier that way,” Keilor said, putting away his laser gun. It had been set on stun. “She’ll be easier to take home if she’s not fighting us all the way.” He still looked dazed, as if he couldn’t quite take in what was happening. Then he blinked and focused. “You are taking her home after all this? Or were you planning to leave her to wake up and think it was all a dream?” “Are you insane? Of course I’m not leaving her here!” Jayems looked around. “But about her friend? She said someone else was coming. Could he be one of us, too?” The shock of finding his long-dead cousin was still muddling his brain. His day had started out so ordinary. He’d gone over the books for the Citadel, and then made plans to walk Fallon and Keilor to the gate. Fallon had business on Earth, tending to those of their kind who’d chosen to stay behind.
