Cassius pushed himself upright too fast, and pain cut the motion short, forcing him back against the pillows with a hard breath.
"Say that again," Cassius said.
"Someone in your family recommended Grath to the Concord's recruiters," Fira said. "Before he was ever approached. I found the reference buried in an old transaction record, cross-referenced with names your father would have trusted."
"My father's been dead for years," Cassius said. "He couldn't have recommended anyone."
"I know," Fira said carefully. "Which means whoever made that recommendation is someone who inherited access to those old records. Someone still alive, still connected to your command structure."
Talyn's expression had gone hard, calculating. "Who else would have that kind of access."
Cassius's jaw tightened,
