He stared at the message for long enough that Jiso noticed.
'What's wrong?' Jiso said.
'Nothing,' he said, which was the automatic response and was wrong enough that even he could hear it. He locked the phone and put it face down on the table, and looked at his drink.
'That was convincing,' Darae said dryly.
He picked the drink up and set it back down and thought about the message with the focused attention of someone trying to solve a problem that didn't have enough variables visible yet.
We know what you are.
Four words from an unknown number. Sent forty minutes after he'd left the staging area, which meant either coincidence or someone who knew his schedule, and he didn't believe in coincidence as a general operating principle. The timing suggested the staging area. Someone who ha
