"We shouldn't, if either of us gets caught the Emporium will kill us and our families," Cecelia stared at her friend in the privacy of their room after Sal had deactivated her security and monitoring system. "Sal,"
"Cecelia, how long do you think it'll take before the general decides that you've done enough, how long until he's had his fill and chooses to do away with you?" Sal asked, sweeping her long hair behind her and huffing. "I'm telling you, this is the only way out for people like you, I've seen it before, I was an analyst before you showed up and I'll be an analyst long after you're gone." She made fancy gestures with her hands and pointed at the white-haired woman. "You know this just as well as I do."
"Viktor took me in when I was going to be executed-"
