Will I be able to? I’ve prided myself on following the letter of the law since I left the Hearth and arrived in San Francisco. The crimes I may commit while undercover are sanctioned by the government, but I can’t help but fear they’ll find some legal loophole afterward. What if they don’t honor their side of the arrangement, and keep Tila locked up? Or throw me in with her? I know Verve’s secret. Will they want to cover up its true purpose?

I have a little ammunition in that regard that I’m keeping close. A week ago, I never would have considered these mercenary thoughts.

I read through Tila’s notes. I sit cross-legged on the floor, tilting my head back, eyes closed. I’ve read them so many times by now. They have so many things I need, like details of the relationships and hierarchies between the various members of the Ratel. There are smaller things, too, like what people like to drink, or their favorite foods—side effects of her training as a hostess. Tila recounts crimes she’s witnessed: people picking up packages full of Verve. Information gleaned from dreams. I know what businesses have Ratel members integrated into every level, gathering insider information to their advantage or bullying the owners to give them protection money. Some of this information is incriminating to the government. I know a few high-ranking officials who have tried Verve. A few members of Sudice as well. This is what I’ll keep close, to protect myself and Tila when this is all over.

Tila has written her suppositions about Verve—how if it becomes widespread, the Ratel could essentially create an army to do their bidding. The government, or Sudice, wouldn’t stand a chance. She also wonders what would happen if it fell into government hands. San Francisco sure can look beautiful, she writes, but it’s corrupt to the core with the Ratel and a government not much better. It’s all infested, like termites in rotting wood.

Her notes also seem to echo what Nazarin said outside Mirage—that there is unrest within the ranks of the Ratel. She mentions a young man who’s risen quickly through the ranks but still seems discontented:

Leo. White-blond hair. Black eyes. Has realized how much Ensi keeps at the top end and how little the others are rewarded. Can’t be sure if he’ll actually do anything about it yet. He’s cautious and methodical, but still a bit of an upstart. I figure he’s going to get himself killed sooner rather than later, before he can actually make any trouble. One to watch. Could be an ally.

There had been a drawing of him, too, in her sketchbook. Serious, intense.