"Tell me again exactly. Did that man say anything else?" Gosto asked, for what felt like the fifth time.

We were gathered in his office Gosto, Fosco, Ermes, Diamante, and me trying to piece together the fragments of that disastrous night. Exhaustion clung to me like a second skin, but so did fear. Someone out there knew what I was that I had awakened and the more I turned it over in my mind, the more I was convinced I knew who it might have been.

"I... I have something to confess," I said ...