6
“WHAT, EXACTLY, IS PANAF?” Thayu asked a little later, while the car had settled into a steady speed.
“What? Is anyone saying that they have something to do with the attack?”
“Not in as many words, but it’s been mentioned enough times to make me wonder.”
I glanced at her screen where she was flicking through pages that displayed lists.
“Where? What are you looking at?”
“I’m trying to trace the hire of the gyrocopter back to someone who would have a reason to kill you.”
“And that had something to do with PanAf?”
“They get mentioned a few times.”
I couldn’t even get my head around that. “PanAf is like the equivalent of Nations of Earth, but for African states only.”
“They have armed troops.” It was not a question. She must have read it somewhere.
“They do. For peacekeeping missi
