20: Keelin
Keelin
Keelin wanted to rip Chiron’s throat out.
He knew she was a NeoGen. He knew about the program. And he had a lattice. He was Kaiahive. Had to be.
And now, he stood. He walked around the table, looking at her. No, studying her, like she was a specimen.
Keelin pushed down her adrenaline, forced herself to remain calm.
“Amazing,” he said when he faced her once more. “An incredible creation.”
Deva thumped her hand on the table. “She’s a person. Don’t treat her like that.”
“I know. I meant no disrespect. She’s an incredible person. One of ten, yes? That was always the plan—ten in the initial stage.”
Initial stage? Did that mean Kaiahive were turning out more NeoGens?
“They even gave you names, didn’t they?” Chiron continued. “Based on old counting systems. Ena, Dyo,
