Chapter 30

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Cress humid to herself as she rubbed a towel through her

 hair, amazed at how the weight of it no longer pulled 

 on her. 

 She emerged from the washroom rejuvenated—her 

skin was bright pink from scrubbing and she'd managed

 to get almost all the dirt out from beneath her fingernails. 

 The bottoms of her feet and the insides of her legs were still

 sore, but all those complaints were petty compared to the

 sensation of unexpected luxury. 

A soft towel. 

 Short, clean hair. 

 More water than she could drink in a year. 

Or at least, her long bath had made it seem endless.

Cress eyed her pile of clothes and couldn't bear to

 put them  back on.

 As Thorne hadn't returned yet, she pulled a blanket

 off the bed and wrapped it around herself instead,

 then struggled to kick the corners out of her way 

 as she crossed to the netscreen on the wall.

"Screen on."

It was set to an animated netted that shows orange 

 octopuses and blue children bopping around

 to techbeats.

 Cress changed it to the local newsfeed, then opened 

a new box in the corner to check their GPS coordinates.

Kufra, a trading city at the eastern edge of the Shara.

 She zoomed out on the map and tried to pinpoint

 where the satellite would have landed, though it

 was impossible to  gauge how far they'd walked. 

Probably not half as far as it had seemed. 

Regardless, there was nothing, nothing, in the

 vast open sands to the north and west.

She shuddered, realizing how close they'd come to 

being food for the vultures.

She sent the map away, beginning to connect a

 strategy for contacting the rampion though they

didn't have the D-COMM chip  anymore, that 

 didn't mean the Rampion was completely out 

 of touch.

 After all, with or without tracking equipment,

 it would still have  communication capabilities

 and a net protocol address. 

She could have hacked into the military database

 and tracked down the original NPA for the ship

, but it would be a waste of time.

 If it was that easy, the Commonwealth would

 have been able to  contact the Rampion as soon

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