Eryn was sitting by a bank of consoles staring at endless footage. Her feet were crossed at the ankle and propped on the desk. She was twirling a knife around and around. The techs were just glad she had it in the sheath this time. James’ doctor connection had arrived and she and Vonn had taken care of their guest. Eryn was waiting for the all clear to “question” him. In another life time she carried a reputation for always getting the answers she needed. The reputation had grown to the point most people began to babble all their secrets as soon as she walked in the room. She didn’t relish returning to that. She’d always despised it, but someone had to do it.

When Vonn finally reappeared, she let her boots thunk to floor as the feet of the chair clacked down on the bare floor. Best not to put this off. A snap of her fingers brought another agent over to take her spot with the colony surveillance videos. She walked over to Vonn. “We should talk. There is a car waiting when you’re ready.” Clearly Eryn didn’t think the black site was secure enough, that meant the Garden house. The modifications and security were finished there and Vonn had a small suite that met his environmental needs. Presidio was proving to be a headache in permits and contractor know how.

The Artist Eryn had a private car and never went anywhere without her body guard. And she was known to go to all kinds of strange locations looking for materials and ‘inspiration’. Eryn transferred the data she was examining to a secure PaDD and headed out the door for the waiting car.

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