Jason let the silence hold for a moment after James spoke. Then he leaned forward."I need to ask you about someone," Jason said. "Damian Hertha."James's expression changed. Not dramatically. A tightening around the eyes. A shift in the way he held his shoulders. The subtle contraction of a man who had encountered something he didn't understand and hadn't stopped thinking about it since."He came to see me," James said. "About four months ago. Before Alencia's first aptitude test. Before any of this.""How long was the visit?""Ten minutes. Maybe less." James looked down at his hands on the table. "He didn't introduce himself by name. He just sat where you're sitting and started talking like we already knew each other. Like we had met before, even though I'd never seen his face.""What did he want?"James was quiet for a moment. Alencia watched him. Her hands were folded in her lap and her back was straight and she was listening with the focus of someone who had learned in the past w