KARREV TRIED TO TIME his return to Loba’s cabin to the quiet shift, but the shift system was breaking down, and random patterns of work, sleep, and eating had developed. He picked the time when fewest people seemed to be up and around, and set off, weighing up his chances of being observed against those of someone else discovering Loba’s secret stash of bliss before he could collect his find.
As he pushed open the cabin door, he thought something looked different about the room, but he couldn’t figure out what. It was just as messy as when he’d left it, so it was difficult to tell if anything had been moved or disturbed. But it didn’t matter, even if Micah or someone else had been searching. Karrev had spotted the edge of Loba’s strange black box sticking out from under the pile of sheets
