For the next hour and a half, they slowly went through the two lists of names, hashing out any peculiarities. The good news was that Zach didn’t have any other glaring holes in his memories, as far as Zorian could tell.
Only Veyers seemed to be a total blank.
“So… do you think Veyers is Red Robe?” Zach asked cautiously.
“That’s the question, isn’t it?” Zorian said, taking off his glasses and inspecting them for dirt. It was mostly a way to waste some time while he thought about what he wanted to say.
“Yes it is,” said Zach slowly, as if talking to an i***t. “So why don’t you try answering it.”
Ugh. So impatient.
“It’s possible,” Zorian said. “But I don’t know. I’m kind of bothered by some things about this.”
“Like what?” Zach asked.
“Like the fact Veyers apparently wiped only himse
