WHAT ROGER SAYS
He found me on the roof.
This had become, in the months since the first time, our specific location for conversations that required the sky. I did not know when it had become that. I suspected it had always been that and I had only recently been admitted to it.
He sat beside me on the parapet with his elbows on his knees and the pack lands below us quiet and lit and ordinary.
"You're going to ask me about what I knew," he said.
"Yes," I said.
"About Caius. About the fourth territory. About how long I had been building the picture."
"Yes," I said.
He breathed.
"Three years ago I had the location of the fourth territory and the identity of the Draeven Alpha," he said. "Two years ago I confirmed Fenn's council position and began documenting his activity." He paused. "
