Laura couldn't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, for some reason she saw Selena's sharp smile and heard her warning about being fragile. The camp was quiet except for the guards patrolling, but she noticed light still coming from Nikolai's tent.

Voices drifted from inside. Not loud, but enough to make her curious. She'd been wondering about his mysterious network all day. Maybe this was her chance to finally understand what he really did.

She walked over and paused outside the tent flap.

"Come in, Laura," Nikolai's voice called softly. "I can smell your scent."

Heat crept up her neck as she pushed inside. The tent was larger than...