from home while you’re here with us.” He
watched her as she took in her surroundings. “Are you on the age of searching?”
“Yes, I have been, but I’ve heard word my mama wants me to come home. I guess
I’m supposed to start taking on my leadership roles.” She smiled timidly, enjoying the
fact that she could speak openly for a change.
“I remember that time.” Mog grinned and pulled off his headscarf before walking
over to inspect the kitchen. “Have you eaten? I don’t know how much food we have in
here but I can send over one of the children with some supper for you.”
“That would be nice.” Ana’s stomach growled to emphasize her point. “Would it be
all right if I used your landlink to contact my clan?”
“Of course.” He gestured with his hand and then put his comm around his ear to
instruct food be brought to the trailer. Ana wanted to talk to her mama alone and
decided to watch him as he instructed one of his people to bring meat, vegetables, fruit
and plenty of wine for his guest.
Mog was an attractive man, Ana decided, maybe ten winters older than herself. His
hair was dark brown and straight. It bordered his strong jawline and fell past his ears.
When he looked up, his brown eyes danced and several dimples appeared in his cheeks
when he smiled.
“Well, food should be arriving shortly. I’ll leave you to yourself so you can contact
your clan,” he said, seemingly noticing she was waiting for him to leave before sitting
down at his landlink. “Would you like company while you eat?”
“That would be nice,” she said and meant it.
“Ana, thank Crator, you’re all right!” Tara’s elated smile showed over the monitor
as Ana sat in front of it. She’d asked her Uncle Torgo to ensure their transmission was
secure before notifying her parents that she was calling. “Where are you?”
“I’ve just arrived at the Red Star Clan, Mama. It’s good to see you. And Papa, is he
okay?”
“I’m right here.” Darius appeared behind her mama. “When are you coming
home?”
“Soon, Papa. I promise. I’m sorry I haven’t contacted you before now but I’ve been
trying to investigate some peculiar actions going on up here.” She watched her parents
look at each other and knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that her brother was trailing
her and probably keeping her parents updated on her actions. “Someone is stealing
Runner weapons and shipping them north. I’ve been running with the thieves who are
committing these crimes so I could figure out what their plan is. I was real close to
finding out when they stopped all their activities because they feared Gothman trailed
them.”
She paused and watched for her parents’ reaction. They simply stared at the screen
and said nothing.
Her heart started pounding and she felt outraged.
“Let me rephrase that. Contact Andru and tell him to leave me alone and stay out of
my affairs. I don’t need a babysitter, especially him.” Ana sounded more cross than she
wanted to but she would have so much more information for her parents right now if
the people Lara was working with hadn’t panicked on the possibility of Gothman
following them.
“I see.” Tara spoke without emotion. “Have you and your brother had an
argument?”
“So you admit that you sent him up here?”
“Don’t put words in your mama’s mouth, no.” Even from over a landlink she
flinched at her papa’s tone. “We didn’t send him anywhere. Andru did leave after you
and has been gone for quite a while, he has. He’s been plagued with visions and is very
worried about you, yes. I want you home now. The new winter celebration is just a little
over a cycle away and you will be here for it, you will.”
“So you can announce my claim,” she said defiantly. “I plan on coming home but I
won’t be flushed out like some wild animal. Contact Andru and