“Where are you taking me?”
Imai stared out the car window at the rapidly passing landscape. When he answered, he sounded tired. “To the Sector.”
Eva’s posture remained stiff and formal in a vain attempt to not give away how frightened she was.
“Why do this?” she asked after a moment. “What could you possibly hope to gain by kidnapping me?”
Imai refused to look at her. “I can get into the Sector, but I can’t trust that I’ll be safe once I’m inside. They could blow the whole place up for all I know. And why wouldn’t they?” His fingers nervously twirled her father’s old ring. “If I have you, there’s no way they’ll do something like that.”
Not for the first time, Eva wondered what this man’s relationship with her father was. She tried to imagine him as a child, working for her father. She tried to imagine them as friends. She tried to imagine him being human.