Then I want to see what Cassin does when his inside contact disappears twenty-four hours before he planned to move.”
Victor stayed still for a moment. “You want to watch him improvise.”
“I want to see what he has without Malen. Whether the plan collapses or if he has a backup. Because if he has a backup, I need to know what it is before he uses it.”
The study was quiet—old paper, candle smoke, the particular warmth of a room holding too many thoughts.
“The annex building,” Victor said.
“What about it?”
“Malen has a spare key.” A pause. “If I remove him from the summit, he’ll know we’re onto him. He might destroy what’s inside.”
That landed heavy.
“Then we go tonight,” I said. “Before you move on him. Take me into the annex first.”
Silence.
“Tonight,” he repeated.
“You said after
