7 AD
Caesar’s Chief of Spies
Caius Lucius
Decimus sat on a stone bench of carved white marble in the small gardens of his house eating cheese and a freshly baked loaf of bread for breakfast. Across from him, sitting on another stone bench, were two other old friends— army veterans whom he employed as servants. One was called Rufus. The other was Hakim. Rufus was of good Roman stock, a city boy from Capua. Hakim was from Numidia. Tall and aloof, he was almost always silent. Yet the man could ride a horse with the natural ease of one who had lived with horses all his life. He was also a talented tracker. There was no trail he could not follow. A talent Decimus had used often.
Rufus, on the other hand, with his severely hooked nose and brooding dark eyes, had a talent he too could claim.
