Ander checked the long-distance sensors for the hundredth time since leaving the Spaceport. So far, so good. They weren’t being tracked at the moment, which meant if he was lucky, no one knew about the object he had secretly received.
He muttered under his breath as a twinge of guilt swept through him. His gift to Raia hadn’t been completely honest. He knew if he gave Raia a book from her world—one that belonged to her biological father—that she would keep it. The artifact hidden in the spine of the book was another matter.
He doubted anyone would think to tear the book apart. The artifact hidden inside would be better lost than in the hands of the Marastin Dow Ruling Council that was probably searching for it.
He regretted not being able to explore the origins of the artifact in greate
