"Which of your inner circle has the most distinctive stance or movement pattern?"
Thessian's eyes went distant as he searched his memory. Then his expression darkened with sudden recognition. "Bring up the file on Kael Thorne," he said, his voice tight. "Chief strategist."
Liora pulled up the file immediately, her fingers flying across the keyboard. Kael Thorne, age forty-three, twenty-five years of distinguished service, decorated combat veteran, current chief strategist. The photo showed a lean man with graying hair and cold, calculating eyes.
"What about him specifically?" Liora asked, studying the image.
