The Hacker woke Caleb at thirteen-forty.
He had slept four hours. He had not dreamed. He sat up on the bed in the safe house with the afternoon light coming through the curtain and the silver under his ribs at the temperature of the room.
[Hacker: Fourth one is awake. It has been awake for twenty minutes. It is different.]
"Different how?"
[Hacker: The other three stood up. This one is down. It is lying on the ground at the south edge of the disposal yards. The marks are barely lit. Two of twelve. It is not moving toward anything. It is making a sound. The sound is a man calling for help.]
"A real man?"
[Hacker: I do not know. That is why it is different. Theo says he cannot read this one. He says the fourth one was the one Henry trusted least. Henry named it the Meek. Henry's notes have one line on it. The line is: the Meek does not take. The Meek is given.]
Caleb stood up and put on his coat. "Send me the location."
