‘But that’s just it,’ said Robin. ‘That’s precisely why it was too risky for you—’ ‘And it’s not for you?’ ‘No,’ Robin said, suddenly angry. ‘It wasn’t.’ He didn’t have to say why. Robin, whose father was on the faculty, who could pass for white under the right lighting, at the right angles, was shielded in a way Ramy and Victoire were not. If Ramy or Victoire had faced the police that night, they wouldn’t have been on this ship, they would have been behind bars, or worse. Ramy’s throat pulsed. ‘Damn it, Robin.’ ‘I’m
