Ella
Danika called at nine the next morning, exactly as she'd promised, and by nine fifteen Kylian had put her on speaker in the study, both of us leaning over the phone like it might disappear if we looked away.
"The contractor I mentioned," Danika said, no preamble, straight into the details the way she always was. "Name's Elias Renner. He's done security consulting work, on paper, for three different companies that later showed up in Reyes-Okafor's shell structure. Officially he's clean. Unofficially, he's exactly the kind of man you hire when you need something to look like an accident."
"You think he sent the text," I said.
"I think it's likely, based on the burner's activation pattern matching a route he's used before. I don't have him on camera buying it, so I can't hand this to
