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GEMMA
Blue salt twinkled in the light of the floating, golden, glowing orbs.
The salt clusters cast kaleidoscope-like refractions against the
cave walls, and I stared, thinking it looked like a rippling sea.
Beautiful and endless.
Mr. Cross didn’t see the way my fingers pinched at the thick material of
my pants. He didn’t hear my palpable swallow over his clipped voice, a voice
that made my stomach knot with sickening nerves. He couldn’t sense the drip
of sweat that rolled down my spine, sliding into the little divot at the base.
“Mr. Cross,” I said, swiftly taking advantage of the brief lapse of silence
over the Halo Com. “Would you like to see what I’m looking at right now?”
His thunderous glare pinned me in place, but my voice came out
unwavering.
My superpower, I thought. Inside, I was shriveling up, crumbling in on
myself like balled-up parchment.
Yet he didn’t need to know that. I’d known men like him all my life, men
that frequented my father’s office, a revolving door of demons more
unforgiving than the last. They preyed on weakness, reveled in desperation,
and rejoiced in despair.
His impatience traveled through the Halo orb, the miniature image of him
flickering briefly when I reached out to spin the small, hovering metal ball.
“The miners found it this morning,” I informed him. And since he
couldn’t see me, I let my shoulders sag for a brief moment. It felt like a steel
band was tightening and tightening around my forehead, but I breathed
through the pain. “A whole cavern of blue salt.”
My relief and excitement over the morning’s discovery had been short-
lived. I’d calculated out the yield within an hour and the amount we could
export could cover one of Father’s debts in full or a very small portion of all
of them. That didn’t take into consideration the wages for the miners or
Fran’s wages.
Or the bill that had just been delivered from an off-world seamstress for
Mira’s newest dress. Or the ridiculously expensive plate set from a Dumerian
potter that Piper had insisted she needed because Lord and Lady Rossi were
visiting soon. A purchase—I’d later found out—Father had encouraged.
That tight band around my forehead spread. I narrowly suppressed my
hiss as my temples began to throb.
Breathe, I reminded myself. One thing at a time. One step forward.
Then came the bitter thought, One step forward, only to take so many
backward.
Mr. Cross was shrewd and his eyes were keen. “It is not enough.”
The nausea was rising in my throat. I spun the Halo orb back around so I
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