I stand in the deep shadows as the rebels begin arriving, filing through the bowels of the abandoned building they chose for their meeting. The rebel meetings move around, something my men and I have long been aware of. Though I'd given my people instruction to track the rebels and discover their whereabouts, meetings are rarely interrupted by an outside force. The residents of the slums are hesitant to speak, and I've never given the order to threaten them with harm until now. ...