Marcus came back on day three with information that was either exactly what we needed or proof we were completely screwed, and honestly I couldn't tell which because my brain kept bouncing between this might actually work and we're all going to die.
"She was there." He spread papers across the conference table while everyone crowded around. "Fifteen years ago. Stayed for six months under the name Catherine Thorn. Left before anyone realized who she was."
Catherine Thorn. Cassia Blackthorn. Not even trying to hide the connection, which was either arrogant or she wanted to be found eventually.
"Did she leave anything behind?" Draven's clinical tone had an edge to it that bled through our bond—tension wrapped tight. "Research notes? Personal items? Anything that might tell us where she went?"
