Bramwell's POV
Vane Sorel did not look like someone who had maintained a secret archive of twenty-two years of criminal operations.
She looked like a retired schoolteacher. Small, reading glasses on a cord around her neck, hands that had the slight tremor of age. She sat across from us in Tola's upper room and held a cup of tea with both hands and looked at Lenora and me with the measuring attention of someone who has been deciding something for a long time and has finally made the decision.
"You're wondering why I kept the ledger," she said.
"Among other things," Lenora said.
"I kept it because I'm an archivist," she said. "Not in the philosophical sense. In the practical sense. I believe that records should be complete, and that incomplete records produce incomplete understanding, a
