"Alright, Rashid," Onegus said. "You are going to forget everything that happened to you today, and you are going to get up, walk over to the cot, and go to sleep. You won't wake up until I tell you that you can. Understood?"
Rashid nodded, walked over to the cot, and lay down.
A moment later, he was snoring.
"Talk about luck," Onegus said, turning to Max.
"What do you want to do with him?" Max asked.
Onegus rubbed a hand over the back of his head. "I'm thinking. We can't let the others know that we are on to them. We can either arrange a fatal accident for him, so his disappearance will be explained that way, or we can use him to infiltrate the cells. To do that, though, I will need Kalugal or maybe even Toven to compel him. Thralling is too limited. We would also need to implant him with a tracker."
"I have a better idea," Max said. "Remember the tiny drones the gods brought with them from Anumati? We can ask them for one and have eyes and ears in Rashid's cell without having to rely on him reporting back."
"That's brilliant." Onegus smiled. "I need to call Kian."
