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Robert told me about the trackers and managed to cheat mine for a few moments, apparently cutting them out will alert the Keepers.”
    I gave her an incredulous look as a cold chill ran through my bones. “Is it everyone?” I swallowed hard.
    “I have no idea.” She glared behind me, giving Maya a once over as she lay silently sleeping in the craft.
    “Woah…” she said, her eyes taking in the interior of the craft.
    “Magnificent, right?”
    She ignored me. “Troy didn’t tell you?” She seemed to revel in those words a bit too much, a slight smile reflecting in her eyes.
    I looked back to the boys, still unpacking all the ‘specimens’ brought back from our time on Poseidon’s hidden moon.
    “No, not yet.” I exhaled through my nose. What was she on about?
    “You need a shower, friend, you look like… ass.”
    I looked down at myself. She was right. My eyes reverted to Troy and we exchanged a look. He came swaggering over, removing his gloves and tucking them into the waist of his pants.
    Sam crossed her hands over her chest. “Sorry, didn’t know you hadn’t told her.”
    Troy shot Sam a blazing glare. “Looks like you beat me to it then.” He snickered.
    I sensed tension between the two.
    “No time like the present. She needs to know why we can’t be seen together, why she will be spending the rest of her life on Poseidon – in hiding.”
    “What?” I shouted, my eyes moving from his to hers.
    “Ava. Things have, well, kind of changed…” Troy began, glancing away.
    “Changed?” Sam scoffed.
    Troy crossed his arms over his chest, biceps flexing, veins straining. “Go ahead, Sam, I can see you want to tell her, because obviously what she has already been through means nothing to you.”
    Sam took my hand, blatantly disregarding his cynicism. “Friend, you’re a fugitive.”
    Her sense of touch was lost to me. I knew then that Troy was the only one I could feel. So, pretty much everything after that sifted through me, hardly touching sides.
    “So dramatic.” Greg sniggered beside Sam.
    “Can someone please just give me a straight answer!” I huffed back.
    Everyone just looked at me.
    “You choose now to hold back?” I glared at Sam.
    Looking at Troy, I said, “We were not supposed to make it back, were we? That’s why you were concerned about cutting the tracker out, why we were hiding in that dust cloud.” I said on a gasp. “It is out… isn’t it? The tracker is gone, Enoch…” I almost shrieked, I couldn’t think straight.
    I felt a blow to my gut. I stood frozen, letting the words filter through, letting them settle in my already heated mind. My eyes went back to Maya lying in the cargo area of the ship.
    “Well, not only do my personal scanners not work on you or your sister over there, but this hangar is rigged to scan everything that comes close to this area. We didn’t pick anything up but the same disturbances as before.” Troy’s face was shadowed and his brows pulled together, lost in thought.
    “So, Enoch has done something to scramble the signals, because I have no scars.” I lifted my hand, and narrowed my eyes on the finger that held the tracker I’d previously noticed before in the library that night. I tried to see through my skin, the way my eyes had mysteriously and magically zoomed in on the light fragments just moments ago.
    “How would we be able to tell now, if your body seems to be healing?” Troy queried softly.
    I wondered about that, too.
    “Or,” Greg said, “he reprogrammed them so only he has the frequency, because our scanners are obviously not as advanced as we had first thought.”
    “But, Isis should have been. Her scanners come from the best technology there is on this sector of the universe,” Troy interjected.
    “That’s it!” Greg’s eyes widened. “Perhaps our technology is so advanced it doesn’t recognize primitive telecommunications at all.” He grinned.
    Troy was nodding.
    “Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked