neighborhood didnât look like the kind of place where anyone would live.
âHe has an apartment above his lab.â Mina rushed down the street, glancing at the tops of the buildings like she was looking for snipers.
âIs this place dangerous?â
âThis is an abandoned district. Thereâs no perimeter fence here. Normally when the sun is setting, the Zinnjerha are no danger because they go underground at night. But theyâve been acting against their nature for the past two weeks. Keep moving.â
After a minute they stopped in front of the boarded-up window of a dilapidated building. Like many of the others, it was decorated with a patchy mosaic of rust and spray-painted symbols.
âDr. Silvestri, will you let us up?â Mina asked the solid wall. Chase gave her a dubious look, but moments later a segment of wall swung inward like a door. Ahead of them was a dark stairway leading up. The air inside had a sharp chemical tang.
Dr. Silvestri appeared in the doorway at the top of the stairs. âMina, whatâs wrong?â
âI had to remove him from the compound.â She spoke confidently, addressing the doctor like an equal. âHe was becoming a threat.â
âI wasnât threatening anything!â Chase protested.
Dr. Silvestri came down and met them midway on the landing. âLetâs go into my lab. Hi, Chase.â He opened a door on the side of the staircase, giving Chase a squeeze on the shoulder, but his worried smile made Chaseâs stomach plummet. It didnât look like he had good news.
âDavid, is everything okay?â came a womanâs voice from the apartment.
âItâs fine, Anna,â he called back up the stairs, closing the door gently behind them. Track lights flickered on overhead.
His lab was a long, narrow room lined with high tables. Strange machines filled the space, some whirring, others silent and covered in plastic sheets. A scattering of medical devices and flat metal screens covered the tables.
âI wasnât doing anything wrong,â Chase blurted out before Mina could say anything. âI was just trying toâ¦â He realized he couldnât say, trying to look for a way to escape the house . âI found the video of how I showed up outside.â
Dr. Silvestri nodded in a distracted way. âI donât think you need to worry, Mina. I donât think heâs a threat to us.â He leaned against a table and rubbed his forehead, frowning.
âWhat is it?â she asked.
âHis microchip.â
The word brought Chase a mix of excitement and fear. âDid you get more information? Do you know where Iâm from?â
The doctor kept speaking directly to Mina as if Chase werenât even in the room. âThe data on it is fairly corrupt, and also highly encoded, so Iâm having trouble retrieving any information. But the technologyâ¦â He paused and glanced over, like he didnât want to say this in front of Chase.
âWhat is it?â asked Mina in a low voice.
âItâs extremely similar to Parkerâs,â the doctor told her quietly. âThe design is ⦠Iâm almost certain itâs Asaâs work.â
A connection to Asa? Maybe this was why heâd shown up at the compound. Chaseâs mind immediately began twisting and testing the name, trying to find any memories to fit it into, inventing an entire history with a stranger named Asa Kaplan. It was impossible to imagine, but so was everything else with a blank memory.
Mina hadnât responded, fixing the doctor with her implacable stare, although it didnât seem to bother him as much as it did Chase.
âHave you been able to contact Asa yet, to tell him whatâs happened?â he asked.
She shook her head. âIâve queued up a message, but heâs out of range this weekâIâm not expecting him to be reachable for two more