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I put my hand over hers "Farley"

"Sorry," she replies "A little help here, Your Highness?"

Cal doesn’t step back fro back and forth to check for officers "The blue key Says search"

I press the button before Farley can The screen darkens for ablue Three options appear, each one inside a flashing white box Search by name, search by location, search by blood type Hastily, I hit a buttonthe first box

"Type in the name you want, then hit proceed Hit printout when you find what you want, it’ll give you a copy," Cal instructs But a shouting curse draws his gaze away, as an officer unshot blasts, and I pity the stupid guard trying to fight fire with bullets "Quickly now"

My fingers hover over the keys, hunting down each letter as I type out Ada Wallace in frustratingly slowthree tiraph, the one used on her identification card I linger on the picture of the newblood, taking in Ada’s deep golden skin and soft eyes She looks sad, even in the tiny i h Ada’s personal information Her birthday and birth location I already know, as well as the blood mutation that marks her as a newblood likeover the words with abandon "There" I point a finger at e need, feeling happier than I have in days

Occupation: Housemaid, employed by Governor Rem Rhambos Address: Bywater Square, Canal Sector, Harbor Bay

"I know it," Farley says, jabbing at the printout button Thedown the information from Ada’s record

The next na machine Wolliver Galt Occupation: Merchant, employed by Galt Brewery Address: Battle Garden and Charside Road, Threestone Sector, Harbor Bay So Crance wasn’t lying about this, at least I’ll have to shake his hand if I ever see hiain

"About done?" Cal shouts from the door, and I hear the strain in his voice It’s only awall crashes down

"Nearly," I ain "This machine isn’t just for Harbor Bay, is it?" Cal doesn’t respond, too busy rin, I pull the list froet started on that screen"

She ju until the next panel screen hu in na one printout after another Every nairl frorandmother in Cancorda, twin boys on the Bahrn Islands, and so on The papers pile on the floor, each one telling me more than Julian’s list ever could I should feel excited, ecstatic at such a breakthrough, but so throttles my happiness Soso slowly There is no e’ll find them all in time, not like this Not even with the airjet or the records or all of Farley’s underground tunnels Soht disintegrates just like the wall behindthe jagged figure of araes, catching Farley around the waist Her hand still clutches the line of printouts, ripping the precious paper from the machine It streams behind her like a white banner of surrender

"Subainst the farHer head s it Her eyes roll