Xavier stared at the table, where the copies of the forged documents he'd scattered earlier were now spread wide open like a spider's web deliberately designed for a wolf to stumble upon. He already knew Crest would hunt him. But what Crest didn't know was that he wanted to be lured.
"I'll make my move tomorrow afternoon," Xavier said, finally speaking. "I'll reconnect with some of the old names Crest knows were once under my influence, and let them know that I'm going to revive the old logistics lines. They'll smell the bait because I've deliberately left it smelly."
Cedric stared at him sharply. "You're going to District Three?"
Xavier nodded. "I'll be visible there, at least for two days. That's enough to keep their radar on me. I'll mention the old weapons depot near the southern tr
