“Don’t,” Leith said, whispering in her ear. Ayla was about to protest, but he caught her with his penetrating gaze, warning her not to try. “If you think you’re going to lose yourself in the crowd, don’t. I will hunt you down.”
“Just collecting intel,” she said. “I’m not about to leave while credit-less and clueless.”
“Good,” he said. “Because Kabe has found someone who might be able to help with your nanites.”
He’d done a scan aboard the ship before Leith let her sleep. But even while she was awake the scans wouldn’t allow access or even information on what was inside her.
Ayla brightened. “They can figure out what was done to me?”
“Got to give it a try,” Leith said, looking her up and down. “Need you in peak condition if you expect to keep up.”
“I think I can match you,” Ayla said, lips curling in something that wasn’t quite a smile.
“We’ll see.”
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