(Caius)
I set the pen down before I finished the page.
The work in front of me was clear and ordered but my attention had moved away from it. When that happened I had learned to pay attention because it was never without reason.
Vorak was close. Not pushing. Just present in the particular way that meant he thought I should be doing something other than what I was currently doing.
I stood and moved to the cabinet and took a spare set of clothes, folded them under my arm, and left the office.
I stopped at her door and knocked.
"It's Caius," I said, and waited.
A pause. The faint sound of something being set down. Then her voice.
"You can come in," she said.
I opened the door and stepped inside. She was sitting on the bed with the phone in her hands and she looked up when I came in w
