"A few days ago… Perhaps three days ago. Or more?" Undecided finally said. "I saw someone and thought it was strange. She looked and smelled very similar to someone else. I have a perfect memory, so I thought it was weird for someone to be *so* identical, down to the last small scar."
"Do you know this bee's name?"
Undecided shook her head.
"She was just a Forager. Although she looked a bit lost, I didn't think twice about her back then. Afterward, she flew away, and I never thought she was important. And you say it was an infiltrator, Father? What should we do?"
I pulled a strand of my hair.
"First of all, we must find out who the real Ambrosia is! And second, we must deal with the infiltrator. But the latter thing must be done extremely carefully. If she realizes we are onto her, she will easily hide among the people of Hive Supremo, or even escape the hive—"
I was interrupted by a telepathic message from the same person we spoke about. Well, her original, at least.
