Chapter 62: The Organized Buffer

He had never put all four of them in the same room before.

He noticed this when they were all seated — Arsini with her tablets, Antiphus with the list he had been building for a week, Miros with the patrol maps he carried as a matter of habit, Lysander at the head of the table with nothing in his hands because the thing he was bringing to this meeting was not a document.

Four people who had each been building something. Each from a different direction. Each with a different picture of what existed outside the walls.

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