40: Deva
Deva
The weapon in the guard’s hand was a lash. It wasn’t lethal, but Deva had been on the receiving end of a lash before, and had no desire to be shocked like that again.
“I think I’m lost,” she said. “I’m supposed to deliver a message, but I’m having problems finding him.”
“Down here?”
She shrugged. “They said he was working on the lower levels. Was supposed to be the first one, but they told me he’d headed off to check on something lower. I…I didn’t know I shouldn’t be down here.”
“That right? You didn’t know you shouldn’t sneak past security? You didn’t think ‘restricted’ applied to you?” The guard shifted his feet, steadying his stance. “You think I’m an i***t? How about you tell me why you’re really here.”
“I’m telling the truth. Honestly. I’m looking for someone. I
