A cold lump of hunger sits low in his belly and thirst is giving him a headache. He is tired from their long sneaking run across the forbidden scrubland outside the dome and despite their claims about drugs his mind seems no clearer. Nor can he find any hole in his memory that this woman Dayna might fill. Kerr Avon knows perfectly well who he is.

A week later he is a convict on a ship of criminals, his future a barren lifetime sentence. He wants freedom and he would kill or die to get it.

The circle snaps closed.

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