He’d worry about Kairos’s reaction later. Yes, she trusted him. She would expect him to keep her secrets. But he owed her. He was activating his comlink, breathing in the stink of polluted water, when someone behind him spoke his name. “What?” Adan asked, not turning around. There was no answer but the muzzle of a blaster against his scalp, an electrical crackle, and the sound of his own breath expelled from his lungs.
