Chapter 84: Live
The transit station was three blocks from the safehouse and Caleb did not look back at any of them.
His comms-chip ticked twice before he reached the entrance.
[Halsworth Crayne: Pushed to tomorrow morning. The name will keep. Stay public today. You are more useful to me on a feed than in a room.]
He read it twice and pocketed the chip back behind his ear.
A second ping landed a moment later.
[Iris Calder: Rank C briefing at thirteen hundred. PR sponsor slot at fourteen. You will sit in both. Don't be late. Don't bring a complaint.]
Then a third.
[Elara Voss: I need you at the side door, not the main. We're going to talk about a bracelet before anyone else does.]
He let his eyes close for one second on the platform.
The transit pod arrived three seconds later and he stepped on without thinking about it.
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