The morning after the welcoming dinner, Percy found Edmund's journal lying open on the study table.
He didn't mean to look. He was bringing coffee — instant, because Edmund had mentioned it twice and Percy had made the connection — and he glanced down the way you glance at a page of music you can't read, just verifying the texture of it, and there it was. One sentence, running exactly the length of a man's careful breath, underlined three times. The underlining was not emphatic. It was the underlining of someone who had identified a structural element that needed to hold weight.
Percy looked away before he'd fully processed it.
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