“The cut was made with Tern’s triple-knife,” said Palamedes. He had laid his hand over the wound. He eased his fingers into the hole without any hint of a wince, and he held them there for a second. “And removed the—no, the kidney’s still present. Cam, there was something here.” “Magnifier?” “Don’t need it. It was metal—Camilla, it was here for a while … the flesh had sealed over it. It would—fuck!”
