POV: Isabelle
I stopped sleeping like a person with nothing to lose. I woke up at five, sat at my desk and opened my sketchbook. Not to draw but to think. I had been using the book for weeks to map everything, both names, connections, dates, details which Dorian had told me, things I had picked up from my mother's behavior, fragments from the documents she had always gathered.
I looked at it now as a complete picture and I saw something I had missed before.
Cassian had moved first after Lena's call to the journalist.He had been the one to approach Lena and also had been the one to push the journalist tip into motion. Seraphina had given her whole time before any of that happened, which meant Cassian was not working for Seraphina.
He was working ahead of her.
I flipped back through my
