"Thirty days," he confirmed.
She picked up her portfolio. Looked at Daven at the far end of the table — the specific look of someone filing an enormous amount of revised information and needing a moment to do it.
"You've been doing this," she said to him, "for how long."
"Since the third Stabilizer," he said.
She absorbed that.
"And nobody knew," she said.
"Corva knew," he said. "That was sufficient."
Sera Voss looked at the ceiling briefly. The specific look of a professional who'd just learned the full scope of the game they'd been playing and was recalibrating everything.
"I see," she said.
Then she left.
Ziko waited approximately four seconds after the compound gate closed behind her before appearing fully in the back room doorway.
"How did it go," he said.
"We counter-prop
