It took three days.
Three days of going through records that went back to the beginning — to the years before the organization was what it was now, when Luca Morano had been twenty-four and freshly bereaved and had made a series of decisions that he had spent the subsequent decade building over without being able to fully rebuild himself.
She didn’t comment while they worked. She asked clarifying questions — specific, technical, always about the documents rather than the judgments — and she organized what she found with the same methodical precision she brought to everything. She did not perform shock or disgust or the careful diplomatic neutrality of someone managing their reaction for his benefit.
She just worked.
On the third evening, when the relevant files were assembled and organ
