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She kept her voice steady.

"Yes," she said. "I know the name."

"Who is it," said Luc.

She looked at Ronan across the table.

At the journal in his inside pocket.

At the afternoon light on the farm.

She thought about what it meant to say the name out loud.

About what it would change.

About what it would require.

"Hold the channel," she said. "Don't respond to it. Don't trace the origin further. Just