NEVA POV
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Daven stayed for three hours.
He told us everything: the six families, their names, their specific financial motivations, the territorial math that made Ashveil worth more to them than whatever they currently held. He gave Mitch dates, account trails, recorded communications he'd been collecting for months. He handed over the full catalogue.
When he was done, Mitch had more intelligence about the incoming threat than he'd had about anyone else in this story.
He looked mildly overwhelmed, which for Mitch was the equivalent of anyone else being fully overwhelmed.
Daven left with the same composure he'd arrived with. At the gate, he shook Silo's hand again. The grip, I noticed, was different this time. Not the middle gradation. The other one: *trusted.*
Silo noticed too. H
