Sora's POVBy the end of the week, I've squeezed everything out of Blackwood that Blackwood has.
Which isn't much more than I already had. The dates. The sigil. The blacked-out line. A whole life that turns out to be a room somebody locked me in with a nice view.
The trail doesn't end here. It just stops being something I can follow with paper. Everything past this point is in one place, with one person, and that place is Rogue territory and that person is Ian.
Which means I've run out of reasons to put off asking Riven.
I find him out back of the lodge, splitting wood he has no reason to split. Oliver's parked on the step nearby, watching him, doll in his lap. The two of them not talking, easy in it.
Riven sees me coming and reads my face before I say a word. He always does.
"You've
