The Unmapped Channel

The first sign came from Luc.

Not a report — a call. At six forty in the morning, before the south sitting room, before Grover's tea, before the day had assembled itself into anything.

She answered.

"There's something in the monitoring," said Luc.

She was already sitting up.

"Tell me," she said.

"The Lancaster secondary channel," he said. "The redundancy architecture — the part Jude doesn't know a