(Noah)
For a second I thought I'd heard him wrong. Victor Crane wasn't a name that appeared by accident, not around Reese, not around me, not after everything that had already happened. The name sat in my head like something I should have seen coming and hadn't. I needed to be sure before I said anything else.
"You're sure?" I asked.
"Yeah, Prez."
Cam sounded tired, which wasn't unusual anymore since none of us had slept much lately. The difference was that Cam usually sounded confident when he found something, and right now he didn't. I could hear it in the way he answered, careful and flat, like he wished he had a different answer to give.
"You checked it?"
"Three times."
I didn't like that answer, not because I thought he was wrong, but because I knew he probably wasn't. Cam wasn
