[SERA — POV]
She found his note in the dead drop the following morning.
She read the operational logs he'd included—carefully summarized, with identifying details altered, but the substance clear: three years ago, the Garrison operation had been preceded by a series of Noctis intelligence failures, strategic miscalculations that Kael Dravon's files recorded as unexplained. Someone had been feeding bad intelligence to both sides. The timing was identical.
At the bottom of his note: Twelve years ago. What happened to you.
She stood in the cold by the tram station and read it twice.
She thought about not answering. It was not operationally relevant. Her history was not a piece of the intelligence picture—or rather, it might be, which was what made her hesitate, because if it was, she nee
