‘Didn’t see that one coming.’ I looked between the two of them. ‘Why? Is it that hard to get hold of a portable stage?’ Rozalia let out a stifled laugh. ‘Hell, yes. You can’t just walk in and grab a bunch of field-pillars and something to run them with. All the equipment’s kept under lock and key, and guarded to boot.’ ‘I want to hear the rest of what he wrote,’ said Chloe. She looked scared and lost in a way that made me want to wrap her up in my arms. I took a swallow of my coffee, which had turned lukewarm, before continuing: The whole time I was thinking, Who had the power or the resources to give Casey and Wallace a private transfer stage? It had to be someone from inside the Authority itself, and whoever they were, they’d done it without Bramnik’s knowledge or consent. By now I felt little doubt that the two men would prove to be involved somehow with what had happened in the Howler alternate. With their own transfer stage to take them there any time they wanted, they’d have had numerous opportunities to interfere with on-site equipment in between the scheduled trips.
