Meera's hand was on the disconnect button. She pressed it. The call ended. She sat looking at the disconnected call indicator for a moment, then flagged it and made a note.
When she looked up, Divya was watching her with an expression that was concerned and also, underneath the concern, something that was almost — not relief, but the specific feeling of being less alone in something.
"That's a new one," Divya said.
"They know that I know," Meera said.
"Yes," Divya said. "That means they've moved to the next thing."
"What's the next thing?"
Divya looked at her monitor. "I don't know. I only know what Rajan has told me, and Rajan doesn't know either. He just knows that there are phases. Recognition is a phase. What comes after—" She picked up her headset. "We'll find out."
