Damian called Priya from Raymond's study at nine AM while Naomi sat at the kitchen table with the founding document photographs Raymond had printed — pages of her father's careful, increasingly difficult handwriting, the architecture of the network traced by a dying man with shaking hands. She was reading the section on M.V. when her phone rang. Not Damian — Priya. "I ran the initials through the network architecture records," Priya said, without preamble. "M.V. against the Varela Associates ownership history. Against the network's secondary fee stream. Against the contact lists Kwame provided." A pause that had a specific weight. "I have a name." Naomi stopped breathing. "Tell me," she said. Priya said: "The name is Marius Vae
Marius Vael.
He said the name quietly in Raymond's study aft
