His gaze softened as he reached up to touch her cheek, stopping before he made contact. He lowered his hand and sighed. “I don’t know much. I overheard a conversation several days ago between two people running deliveries to the towers and outlying camps. They were talking about a shipment of weapons and having to divert it from going to the towers because their contact wasn’t responding. I knew you were looking for information on a missing shipment, so I stuck around to listen. I thought it was odd that weapons were going there instead of being sent to one of the other camps.”
She frowned. “Did they say who their contact was in the towers?”
“No. I had the impression they were both worried about not being able to reach him. The woman had some concerns about arming the Omnis and having th
