"Tell me more about her," I pressed, keeping my voice steady. "How old is she? How tall? Anything specific."
Vicky shook her head weakly, blood still staining her lips. "Like I said, she's careful. Every time we meet, she hides her face and disguises her voice. I can't tell her age. She's about your height. That's all I know."
That wasn't enough.
"Who arranged the switch between Silas and Juilan?" I asked.
"I don't know," she replied quickly. "I was brought in later. Do you really think they'd trust me with something that important?"
She wasn't wrong about that part.
"How many people are in this group?" I continued. "How do you contact each other? Where do you meet?"
