Adrian reached me at the edge of the podium with the focused energy of a man moving through a crowd by sheer force of intention. Journalists were still firing questions at the space I'd just vacated. Camera flashes were going off in clusters.
The room had the particular electricity of a press conference that had delivered more than it promised, and none of it registered because Adrian's face had the expression that meant something significant had shifted in the last three minutes.
He put his hand on my elbow not grabbing, just directional and leaned close enough that his voice reached only me. "Reyes moved faster than seventy-two hours."
I turned to look at him. "How fast?"
"They arrested Daniel Mercer forty minutes ago." His eyes were steady on mine. "Federal agents went to First C
