Patrick had informed me of his concern—that there had been someone else in the hotel room with Winnie. He hadn’t yet had the opportunity to confirm it with Araneae, but that didn’t matter. We had our ways.

We had Reid.

Seventy-two minutes before Winnie returned to her hotel, Andrew Walsh entered her room, using a master key. Prior to the meeting, Reid hadn’t looked back in time, only forward. Our facial recognition system confirmed him as Andrew Walsh, ...