The first coastal image reached them while Kellan was checking the relief cart’s return.
It showed a strip of pale concrete, the gate perimeter beyond it, and a body lying partly on one side with an arm caught under the chest. The recovery team had placed a scale beside a dark wound. Something circular shone within it.
Juno asked who had taken the image before she enlarged it.
“Local recovery,” Sera said. “Sent through the investigator’s contact. Not cleared for public circulation.”
Eli stopped behind her chair. At the image’s edge a uniform sleeve had folded over itself, exposing a lining unlike any issued to the hunters he knew. Its unfamiliarity meant almost nothing by itself. There were armies and private teams whose clothing he had never seen. There were people beyond every list the inquiry could access in an afternoon.
Then Juno enlarged the wound.
“A coin,” Kellan said.
“Something shaped like one,” she replied.
