Then there’s another woman, this one
pregnant and beginning to show, I can tell by the way she sits back
from the table, her hands folded across top of her belly
protectively. Her name is Kelly, and she has short black hair so
dark it’s almost burgundy in spots and skin like chocolate, she’s
very pretty. I wonder if this is her first child. If the briox
works for Marie, will there be enough for the other women? Ten in
all—what kind of supply does Shanley have on the carrier?
Next to Kelly is a man Conlan introduces as
Ramsey—there’s something authoritative about him, something almost
scary. He looks older than the rest of us, with red hair cropped as
short as it can possibly be, tight against his scalp, so light that
it’s almost translucent near the top. He has ruddy skin and icy
eyes that I swear pierce into me, and a perpetual scowl that
deepens when Conlan says his name. As Conlan introduces us, Dylan’s