“No. As far as we can tell, they’d been inside for a week without leaving, and the surveillance video doesn’t go back far enough to catch their entrance.”

“So they knew about the surveillance capabilities of the city. Who has that information?”

She shrugged. “Too many people to run down.”

“I want a list.” I turned to Kee. “How long until you’ll get the data from the transport?”

“I should have it by tomorrow morning,” she said. “I will let you know when it’s ready.”

I nodded my thanks. “Until then, I want you tracking Morten. The asshole isn’t as smart as he thinks he is, so he made a mistake. We just have to find it.”

“I’ll find him,” she promised.

Finally, I turned to Nilo. “I want a new brief, one that includes all of the information you have, not just the pieces you feel like sharing. You have one hour.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Or?”

“Or I start making your lives very, very difficult.” My lips curved but it was less smile and more warning.

Nilo grinned at me, unfazed. “I’ll have it ready.”

The rest of the day passed in cold silence. My heart was bleeding, and I couldn’t get it to stop, so I ignored the wound. I didn’t know how Torran had burrowed quite so deep, but it just made the betrayal sting all the more.

He tried to talk to me three times, and three times I ignored him.

Dinner was grim and quiet, and no one lingered. The door to my suite had barely closed behind me when it opened again, and Lexi stepped inside.

I summoned a wan smile. “You drew the short stick, huh?”

Her answering smile was kind. “Someone had to beard the lion.” She switched to sign language. “Do you want to leave tonight? Kee and I can get us out, even with the telekinetic.”

I shook my head. They would be expecting us to make a break for it tonight. I had no doubt that Kee and Lexi could do it, but we didn’t need to take extra risks. Torran wasn’t the only one who knew how to lull someone into lowering their guard.

And there were still too many unknowns. If Morten wasn’t sanctioned by the FHP, then I needed to stop him before he started another interstellar war.

“The kid isn’t at fault,” I signed. “And until we know what’s going on, we need to keep digging.”

Lexi sighed and flopped into my guest chair. “I told them you’d say that,” she said. She opened her arms and Luna hopped into her lap. She gave the little burbu a good petting before she looked up and met my eyes. “Want to talk about it?”