We moved in seventy-two hours, as Darius had said.
Not the full eight territories — Cole's operational assessment had identified the two most urgent from Garrett's list. The contacts in those territories had been in direct communication with Garrett within the last month, which meant they were the most likely to receive warning before we arrived. We moved on those two first while the others were monitored.
The second territory was the Northern Cascades pack.
Smaller than Halcyon — three hundred wolves, a compact territory, a young Alpha named Dex who had inherited from his father three years ago and was still finding his administrative footing. Cole had briefed us on the drive: Dex was not ideological. His pack was not a deliberate participant in the network. The contact — a wolf named
