Caesar's POV

I stared at the monitor, studying the footage again.

The man who had spoken to Camille two days earlier was still bothering me. There was something familiar about him, an unsettling familiarity that kept making me search through the files of my memory without success.

When Camille mentioned that he was a foreigner, my internal alarm went off.

Coincidences didn't exist. It was one of the few useful lessons I'd learned from my father.

I saved a frame of his face and gave Fab