"She came to see me in that house," I said. "The first week. She said—" I stopped. "She said I had good instincts. About him. About what he needed." I looked at Ryke. "I didn't know at the time what she was actually saying."
"Do you remember the date," Mitch said.
"No. I don't track dates." I held his gaze. "But Bekah does. Every visitor to the Mallen compound gets logged. And the Vrel pack kept records too. If Bena visited anyone in that house — if she was ever in the same room as me, logged by anyone—"
"Then we have documented prior contact," Mitch finished. His phone was already out. "Bekah's records go back how far?"
Bekah, at the counter, hadn't moved the entire conversation. She looked up now with the expression of a woman who'd been listening carefully and was tired of pretendin
