“She wrote a lot of things.”
“Guess that’s why the Council made her their documentarian. Wouldn’t they be furious to know she’s playing both sides.”
I turned the cup in my hands.
“Did you know?”
“I knew Marks could tangle.”
“From Sadie?”
Rev’s mouth tightened.
“From listening to what certain people said about Sadie after she was gone.”
That wasn’t comforting.
Most true things here weren’t.
Someone had told me that once, and I was finally realizing just how true it was.
Rev picked up the knife, then put it down without cutting anything.
“They were talking about Delphine this morning.”
I looked up.
“Who?”
“Caswell. Linden. They came through while I was in the pantry. People with titles think rooms are empty when no one important is standing in the middle of them.”
“What did they say?”
Rev rubbed one thumb against the knife handle.
“Caswell said the family letter had been held.”
For a moment I didn’t understand.
Then I did.
Delphine’s letter to Lior. The one she had carried in herpocket. The one meant to warn him away from the same trap that had closed around her.
“Held where?”
“Gate office.”
“She mailed it?”
“She tried. Linden said no outgoing notice until completion.”
Completion.
I didn’t like the sound of that.
“Is she alive?”
Rev averted her eyes.
