Chapters (42)
- Title Page
- Copyright Notice
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Prologue: Taema
- 1. Taema
- 2. Taema
- 3. Tila
- 4. Taema
- 5. Taema
- 6. Tila
- 7. Taema
- 8. Taema
- 9. Tila
- 10. Taema
- 11. Taema
- 12. Tila
- 13. Taema
- 14. Taema
- 15. Tila
- 16. Taema
- 17. Taema
- 18. Tila
- 19. Taema
- 20. Taema
- 21. Tila
- 22. Taema
- 23. Taema
- 24. Tila
- 25. Taema
- 26. Taema
- 27. Tila
- 28. Taema
- 29. Taema
- 30. Tila
- 31. Taema
- 32. Tila
- 33. Taema
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Laura Lam
- About the Author
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Or, at least, it’s not what Ensi had planned. I see the tall, towering redwoods of the Hearth. The sky is full of rainclouds, and the luminescent green fog of the bay floats through the air. I smell sea salt and old smoke. It is more vivid than anything I’ve ever experienced.
It’s almost exactly like that shared dream forest my sister and I visited along with everyone else in the Hearth after we took the little pill from Mana-ma’s hand.
I’m not bound. Neither is Nazarin. I don’t see Ensi. This isn’t where we were meant to end up. This definitely isn’t where Ensi would send us to torture us. This is too … peaceful.
“Were you able to dose him with what Kim gave you?” Nazarin asks.
I nod.
He looks around, and then glances at his hand. He frowns. I blink, and a gun appears in his hand.
“It worked. That tooth was full of nanites that worked their way deep into his implants and biochemistry.”
I take a shuddering breath. “How did Kim learn to do this?”
“Sudice’s labs and a brilliant brain.”
We start walking through the woods, cautiously. We don’t see Ensi, but he’ll be here, somewhere.
“How’d you meet Kim?” I ask, keeping my voice low. “Through Juliane?” We both scout our surroundings, but I want to focus on something other than the fact I could die at any moment.
“I met Kim the first time the SFPD hooked me up with her to put in my memory mods. She met Juliane the same day. Juliane and she hit it off right away, started dating. Then they married, and they were one of those married couples that just worked. You saw them both together and you could only hope to have something like that someday. We both helped each other heal when we lost Juliane. I think if we hadn’t had the other person to lean on, we might have both been broken by it.”
We reach a break in the trees and a small clearing. The forest has shifted into an alien landscape. The sky is somehow night and day at the same time; shafts of sunlight-moonlight make the now silver bark of the dream redwoods shine, and the needles are turquoise and vermilion. Even the soil is tinged blue and purple. I listen for birds, but all is silent and still.
“I told the SFPD that they should use Kim to help me in my undercover op,” Nazarin continues. “She’s the reason I haven’t been caught and killed before now. She wants Ensi taken down just as much as I do. Maybe more. I loved Juliane, but my love can’t compare to Kim’s. Not even close.”