The City of Borrowed Hands

Hands that know everything and judge nothing — that is what the Solmaris Concern prints into Sanja Zennaro, eleven years old, a scavenger in a lagoon city grown from seawater and held upright only by trained human attention. She wakes able to do flawless work she cannot tell is wrong, carrying a stolen master's pattern that a company means to spend in a thousand small deaths. The spring surge is coming. Someone has planned what it will drown.