It happened the following morning.
Selene had known it was coming.
Not the specific moment or the specific method but the general shape of it, the logical next move for a man who had confirmed his target's location at dinner and had one day remaining before the formal meeting and needed one more piece of information before he walked into that room.
He needed to know what she knew.
She had been thinking about it since the dinner, turning it over with the same systematic attention she gave everything, and she had arrived at the conclusion that Cain would not wait for the meeting to make his assessment. The meeting had witnesses and protocol and the specific constraints of formal inter-pack procedure. A casual encounter the morning before was a different instrument entirely. More flexible
