The briefing room was a wide space with a long table and one wall covered in screens. Mura had her people pull in the records during the walk down. The display showed Jaenor's face from three angles, the energy charts from Thornwood, and the balcony footage from the street.
The old woman stopped in front of the center screen and looked at his face for a long while.
She didn't say anything.
Behind her, one of the younger Citadel women had gone pale. She leaned toward her superior and spoke in a voice too low for the room to catch.
The old woman raised one hand. The whisper stopped.
"Close the doors," she said.
"All of them."
Mura nodded to the officer at the entrance.
The heavy doors swung shut, and the lock engaged.
On the screens, a young man with dark hair and a calm face looked back at them from every angle.
*
The older woman from the Citadel gave her name only once.
Warden Isolde Varn.
