The glass rose before Iharu agreed to anything.
That was the center's first mistake.
Rina came out of the service lane with one hand wrapped around the tracker and the other held away from her body. She wanted to reach for him. Caleb saw the want move through her fingers.
Iharu saw it too.
He waited.
That cost him.
The blue screens across the admission windows changed together.
PRODUCE TOWER WITNESS.
Sam walked out behind Rina with the Record against his chest. His face had gone pale around the mouth, which meant his temper had found paperwork and intended to use it.
"Produce is ugly," he said.
Tali lifted her eyes to the screen. "Recommendation. We reject that verb."
"Accepted."
The screen refreshed.
TOWER WITNESS REQUIRED.
Kikaru's hand rested near her blade. "It is improving slowly."
"Lower bar," Soma said.
Caleb stepped out last.
