Nora's POV
Rhen called at seven forty-three. Damien put it on speaker without asking, which was the right call — I needed to hear it directly and he knew that. I set down my coffee and pulled the timeline document closer.
"He talked," Rhen said. No preamble. "All of it. The access downgrade order, who gave the directive, the meeting where it happened. He's been waiting for someone to come ask."
"How solid is his account?" I said.
A brief pause — Rhen registering that I was in the room, recalibrating. "Solid. Dates, names, the specific language used in the meeting. He remembers it clearly because he knew it was wrong when he signed it and he's been knowing that ever since." Another pause. "He'll give a formal testimony. Voluntary. He said he'd been planning to contact someone when — his
