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Snyder squeezed my shoulder. “Nighty night, Miss Price.”
I don’t think I was meant to hear his response to the medic. “Scan again for any network activity from her brain. The otherhuman female was eventually able to join her squad’s grid. If that happens with Holly, we need to know about it immediately.”
“Acknowledged.”
I sank like a stone into the emptiness of space again. At least I hadn’t betrayed the connection to Syko. I had to hope he could break out on his own and find me.
21
HOLLY
Ihad no idea of how long I slept or the passage of time. It might have been five years—or five minutes. All I had to gauge was how my body felt as I stirred.
And I felt like crap.
Turning my head made it feel like broken pieces of glass and gigantic boulders rattled around inside my skull. My temples felt thin and fragile like an eggshell. My mouth was stuffed with cotton balls. My stomach a lake of acid, quickly reaching the boiling point.
I rolled over as quickly as I dared and heaved over the side of the bed.
Low chimes repeatedly dinged. Red lights flashed. For a moment, I thought Syko might have gotten free. Hope exploded up inside me like an excited bird taking flight—only to slam against an invisible glass ceiling when the computer spoke.
“Medical emergency. All available agents report to Holly’s cabin. Repeat, medical emergency.”
Damn. The alert was for me, not because the guys had found a way to escape.
“Activate transport to exam table,” a male voice said.
Black swallowed me, empty and endless. I’m not sure how long they kept me knocked out. Again, it might have only been seconds—or hours. Longer. There was no clock. No windows revealing day or night or even if we were still in my solar system. For all I knew, we were parked by one of the stars Syko had recited.
Maybe I wasn’t even supposed to be able to hear them.
“Blood pressure is ninety-six over sixty-two. Heart rate at one hundred eighty beats per minute. Body temperature forty degrees Celsius. Glomerular Filtration Rate down to eighty-nine with elevated levels of creatinine.”
“Damn it,” Snyder retorted. “Why are her kidneys failing? Did you introduce bacteria when draining her urinary and digestive tracts? Run her panels again to see if we missed an infection.”
Huh. I just realized that’s why I hadn’t needed to use the bathroom at all since I got here. They were automatically clearing me out. I must be loopy on drugs because my next thought was,“hope they can drain the period blood out too when its time. Just suck all that shit out of me.”In my head, I giggled.
“Negative,” the agent replied. “White blood cell counts are in the normal range for humans. Though she’s anemic.”
“She wasn’t anemic last time we checked,” Snyder said.
“Confirmed, her iron levels have fallen twenty-five percent since the last scan.”
“Does she have internal bleeding we missed? Perhaps the BGR++ damaged her kidneys.”
“Negative.”
Snyder barked out, “Provide a comprehensive list of possible reasons for her illness.”
“Computing.” Paused for several seconds. “Unknown. My available references on humans have no other recommendations.”
“We cannot let her die. There are no others like her without going after the mother.”
Oh shit. I was dying? I did feel floaty. Weak. Almost pale and insubstantial. I licked my lips, surprised I could move. They were chapped and dry despite the hydration they’d given me. “Rekt.”
Snyder leaned closer, gripping my shoulder. “What did you say, Holly?”
:One mrion.:I struggled to put words together but hopefully they understood.:Track. His. Controllers.:
