Kane grabbed Vessa's arm so fast she flinched.
"Say that again," Kane said. "Slow. Every word."
"Brennan Holt," Vessa said again, voice shaking now. "Two officers, talking low, thinking no one else could hear. One said the timeline was moving faster than Brennan expected. The other laughed and said Brennan always did like things done clean."
"That doesn't prove anything," Talyn said, having walked up in time to hear the last part. "Could be a different Brennan. Could be a code name."
"I thought that too," Vessa said. "Until they mentioned the council seat. Said Brennan's seat gave them exactly the access they needed, right when they needed it most."
Kane's stomach turned hard. "The rescue at Havenmere. The archive access they wanted from him."
"What if he wasn't the one being used,"
