“Six,” said Six. What the hell was going on? she wondered. Then she remembered the poster in the hallway. “Right. Battle for Earth and all of that.”

“Mmm,” Devin murmured as he walked over to a rack of clothes. He selected some things and returned. “Here,” he said, thrusting a pair of hangers at Six. “Try these on. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Six looked around. “Right here?” she said.

Devin rolled his eyes. “Dressing rooms are for stars,” he said as he walked away.

Six moved to a corner of the room with fewer people in it, and undressed as quickly as she could. She pulled on the clothing that Devin had given her, which consisted of a pair of leather pants and a leather jacket. They fit Six almost perfectly. The pants also had a convenient pocket for stowing her homemade knife. She looked at herself in the mirror and was surprised to see that she looked great despite everything she’d been through.

“Oh yeah,” Devin said, appearing behind her. “Camilla is going to hate you. Here. Put these on.” He handed her a pair of leather boots.

Six pulled the boots on. They came up almost to the knee, sliding over the legs of the pants. With the costume on, she felt oddly powerful. Almost like her old self. Maybe it was worth taking this little detour, she thought.

“We just have to do something about that hair,” Devin said. “The color is a little boring. Why don’t you take that stuff off and then head down to hair and makeup. Tell Selena I said to make your hair Firefox.”

“Firefox,” Six said. “Got it.”

“You can hang your costume on the rack,” Devin said, leaving her alone.

“Or I could just wear it,” Six said under her breath, making sure he was out of sight before leaving the room still in her outfit.

She strode down the hall feeling more confident than she had fifteen minutes earlier. Sure, her Legacies continued to be on the fritz and there was a parasite in her head that wanted to eat her alive, but she did manage to get some information. Now she just had to figure out exactly where she was, find Sam, take care of the Mogs and get the hell out of there.

“First things first,” she said as she came to an elevator and hit the button.

As she waited, she half expected Eleni or Magdalena to show up. But there was no sign of the Mogs anywhere, nor of anyone else who had been in the bunker with them. Wherever they were now, it obviously wasn’t a Mog stronghold like the last place. They had to have some connection to it, but what? Six added that to the list of questions she had.

When the elevator arrived, Six got in. The rear of the car had another poster like the one she’d seen in the hallway. This one had an additional line of text, though: EXCLUSIVE TO THE SATURN HOTEL. Six noticed the same name etched into the metal panel above the buttons on the elevator wall. Well, now at least I know where I am, she thought as she hit the button marked L and the doors closed.