I worked through the night.
Not because I had planned to. I had told myself I would sleep at a reasonable hour and start fresh in the morning and use the day Jett had given me properly. But the fourth connection kept pulling at me the way threads pulled when they were attached to something significant and I had learned over eleven years of this work that ignoring that pull was always a mistake.
So I made coffee at ten in the evening and sat at the long table with my notepad and the clean device and I followed it.
Cade stayed up with me.
He did not make a production of it. He did not announce that he was staying or ask if I wanted company. He just did not go upstairs. He sat at the other end of the table with his laptop and worked on whatever he was working on and the warehouse was quie
