Flashback ( PDFDrive )

“I guess it all comes down to the reason Alvar switched sides,” she
decided.
“Yep. I bet if we knew that, we could trigger at least some of his
missing memories.”
“Too bad Biana’s been trying to understand what Alvar meant by
‘the Vacker legacy’ for months,” Sophie grumbled, “and hasn’t gotten
anywhere.”
“I know. I’ve actually been using the mental exercises Tiergan
taught me to dig through my memories of everything Alvar said while
I was with the Neverseen, in case I missed any hints. So far, the only
thing I can come up with is that he talked about Orem a few times. I
mean, it wasn’t a big deal—mostly just Vacker gossip about how Orem
didn’t get along with his mom. But . . . it might be worth seeing what
else they can learn about the guy.”
“I guess it couldn’t hurt,” Sophie agreed, even though it felt like a
long shot. “I’ll mention it the next time Fitz checks in.”
“Tell him I said hi,” Keefe added. “And . . . try to get some sleep. I
know it won’t be easy after talking about all of this. But . . . you look
pretty tired there, Foster. Everything okay? Need me to leap over
there? I will—I don’t care if Ro wins the bet.”
She had no doubt that he would—and she didn’t deserve that kind
of dedication.
“I’m good,” she promised. “Training is just . . . intense.”
“Elwin’s letting you train?”
She nodded but didn’t have the energy to explain—or to relive that
horrible red splatter.
“Hmm,” Keefe said, his eyes narrowing as he squinted through the
screen to study her. “Sounds like I need to head over there after