Chapter 7

Mara's POV

My father's ledger contained fourteen years of lies and one useful address.

BHTA — W3 — 19.

"Black Hollow Treaty Archive," Tamsin said. "Western tower, third level."

"Nineteen is not a shelf number," Ronan replied. "That level only has twelve."

"It is a founder storage designation."

The unfamiliar voice came from the doorway.

Two guards brought in a thin, white-eyed man with iron-gray hair. His wrists were no longer chained, but a black restraint band circled one arm.

Soren inclined his head to me. "Mara Voss. We continue meeting under unusually poor circumstances."

"You remember me?"

"I remember everyone t