I unfolded it.
I read it.
It was short. Six sentences. Written in handwriting that slanted hard to the right, the handwriting of someone who wrote fast because they rarely had enough time.
I read it twice.
Then I put it down and I looked at Duke and I said: "This is from someone inside the Vrel pack."
"Yes," he said.
"Someone who was there when I was there."
"Yes."
"Someone who knows about the mark. About Pell. About the broker." I looked at the paper. "Someone who has been watching this from inside."
"Yes," Duke said.
"Who?" I said.
He looked at me steadily.
"Read the last line again," he said.
I looked at the paper.
The last line said: *Ask Caius why he chose the one who told him to.*
I stared at it.
"Lera," I said slowly. "Someone is telling me that Caius didn't choose L
