She wiped the sweat
off her forehead and then clasped her hands in her lap, under the table, and
tried to keep breathing.
“Apparently,
this faction didn’t care that they’d misjudged the Earth women. They built the
holding cells, and as if allowing men of all three planets to simply take your
women from them and use them in any way they wanted to, without rules or
restrictions wasn’t bad enough, they sent your men to the mines on Addo and
denied them enough food or water to survive the grueling work.”
Gia
nodded. Her entire family had been taken at the same time, and it was only by
sheer luck she’d found out what had happened to the rest of them. Mercifully,
her sisters and mother had died from becoming sick in the close confines of the
holding cells, but without having first gone through what she had. Her father
and two brothers had been sent to the mines and were all dead within months.
Gia
swallowed hard as tears threatened. Petroff knew what had happened to her
family, but he was on a roll now. She knew he didn’t mean to bring up painful
memories for her by reiterating all this. He was simply very passionate about
the subject, and for that she was grateful. Having a sympathetic leader was
what had kept her safe and hidden here for two years.
“And
then they built the Zoo. And those of their own kind who opposed it—men born as
Tyranns or who joined them willingly—were betrayed by friends and family and
forced into hiding, or killed. They killed their own kind rather than listen to
reason from them. Now, the only Tyranns left are the ones who would see your
planet blown out of space rather than go backward. They’re vicious and cruel.
Anyone with a conscience has long since left the Tyranns and Voyeur Moon.”
Except
your own spies and the Addonian spies . And thank goodness for them, or
none of them would have any information to use.
She
took several deep breaths, desperate to pull her thoughts back to the present.
“But the Addonians and Regum still have contacts working inside the Tyranns as
spies.”
“A few. Very few.” He shook his head. “And that is our difficulty. We have so little information
now. And it’s also why our own people refuse to believe it has become so bad.
It’s why we need the help of Earth women who have actually been there.”
All
she’d ever told Petroff and Honora was that she’d been in the holding cells,
and had escaped the man taking her to his home on Voyeur Moon when his land
craft had mechanical trouble. It was storming, and she’d simply run. He’d lost
her in the woods.
They
knew where she’d gone after that, and they knew that the couple who had taken
her in had contacted the Regum. But they didn’t know how many other men she’d
been given to before. And they never would. Not if she could help it.
“That’s
why so many Regum are willing to work with Addonians and even former Tyranns to
stop this. And that’s why I believe you would be perfect for this position. You
have firsthand experience, and you speak several languages fluently.”
He
was right, and she knew that. She had to do something .
She was only twenty-eight. And while she knew her own planet was practically
uninhabitable now and she could never go back, twenty-eight was way too young
to give up and have no life. She was grateful for the shelter and the job, but
she wanted more. So much more. She wanted things she
was no longer sure she’d ever have, but she had to try. She wasn’t ready to
give up.
She
wanted to fall in love. She wanted to be able to have sex again without the
fear of being touched. She wanted friends. She wanted to do all the things she
missed doing, with people she enjoyed being with.
If
she stayed here, her life would continue as it had been. Safe,
but lonely. Boring. Empty. Without
the possibility of love or physical pleasure. If she could help others,
she had to do it. It would bring healing to her own life, and give her purpose
once more.
“All right.