I ignore that. “You should let the ship
land,” I tell him. I don’t know the name of his girl but didn’t
someone mention that he was one of the expecting fathers? Maybe I
can reason with him, maybe he’s stronger than Conlan. “How can you
hope to survive if you can’t reproduce?”
“That’s none of your concern,” Maclin
growls. “You stop talking that shit to Jeremy. He doesn’t need to
hear it.”
So that’s why you’re here instead of
him.What, Ellington’s worried Conlan might actually start
listening to me? Ooh, free thought, can’t have that.“We can
help you,” I try instead. “If it’s not the bleed—”
Maclin drops his shades back into place over
his hardened eyes. “That’s a chance we can’t take.”
He turns to leave, tray in hand, and I cry
out, “What about Marie? If she doesn’t get the drug, she’ll lose
the baby, you know that.”
“One child,” he says, his voice
insidious. “When it might save the whole colony to keep strangers