She called them. Of course she did. As the Order closed in and trapped us, I shook myself free of the curiosity I had for this Ameline, for Quaid and the two dark haired girls poking their noses out the back door. One looked familiar, the youngest having enough of Ethie in her I realized the truth. No Gabriel. Of course, no Gabriel.

He, at least, was one of a kind.

The idea made me want to laugh in the face of the crushing power ...