still trusted the Divinity, it probably meant they'd work against the Templars.
"There's your father," Bella said, pointing to Thomas. Fausta and Meghan stood nearby, engrossed in conversation with the Commander Salazar while Thomas looked on as Artemis continued to rail against the decision to attack.
"You two run ahead," Adam said, stopping and panting. "I don't have supernatural endurance. I'm gonna puke if I don't take a break." He gave Elyssa another look. "And let me know when you talk to the other guy.
Underborn. "I will."
Bella and Elyssa blurred around the perimeter, reaching Christian within seconds.
The Templar commander looked at them expectantly. "Recruit Borathen, you'd better have an excellent reason for not being in formation right now."
"I told you she was getting proof," Fausta said, and spun to Elyssa. "You got proof right?"
Elyssa put on her best poker face and held out the tablet to Christian. "I don't know how much they told you, but here it is in a nutshell: Daelissa has been invading Lieutenant Martinez's dreams to spy on the Templars. It's possible she can do that to any Templar, but I think she's more limited than that. After examining the Lieutenant's records, I believe I have reached an explanation. Daelissa can do it because Lieutenant Martinez took the White."
Christian's jaw tightened. He folded his arms and narrowed his eyes. "Fausta, maybe you'd better tell me again exactly what you did. I know for a fact Healer Delgado is here at assembly, and only she, Lieutenant Martinez, and I know about her taking the White."
Fausta's face went white. "Uh, we…" She cleared her throat, looked down and said in a rush, "Broke into the officers' quarters where Meghan Andretti made sounds come out of the walls and figured out that Lieutenant Martinez was having bad dreams, and Elyssa read her diary, and then we—"
Commander Salazar held up a hand, his eyes going cold with disbelief and anger. "Slow down and back up. You forcibly and illegally entered the officers' quarters, and read Lieutenant Martinez's confidential journal?"
Elyssa decided Fausta wasn't doing a very good job of explaining things. "I think you're overlooking the importance of my discovery, sir."
Christian's stern eyes locked onto Elyssa. "You expect me to believe Lieutenant Martinez is a mole?"
His angry look only hardened her resolve. "I expect you to believe Daelissa can use Lieutenant Martinez to find out our plans in advance. Daelissa is helping the vampires, and Maximus probably knows we're coming."
"How would you know that?"
Elyssa took out the diary and turned to the last page. She read an entry she'd discovered while waiting on Adam to break into Healer Delgado's tablet. "This dream was much different than the others. At first, I was in the House. As usual it was foggy and rainy through the sliding glass door in the back, but outside the front door, the weather appeared beautiful and sunny. I walked out the door, toward the sunshine, and suddenly found myself reliving the briefing with Christian and the other officers as we discussed Thomas Borathen's plans to come via arch to La Casona. It felt like a lucid dream, except I couldn't control myself. I practically relived every conversation I had with Christian and the other officers from the day, but skipped everything in between. Usually, I don't remember every little thing about a dream, but this one I do. Maybe because it was almost an exact repeat of my day? I don't know. I don't feel stressed, but maybe this new war Thomas Borathen wants to start scares me more than I want to admit."
Elyssa turned to the next page. "Another strange dream. I started in the house, and after walking out the front door, found myself in the briefing with Christian, Thomas Borathen, and the other officers. In fact, this dream was exactly like the one from my previous entry—I relived briefings and several conversations from the day. This is too strange to be coincidence. It's almost like something is forcing me to relive this. Is it my troubled conscience? I never wanted war with the vampires, but after the ambush on our convoy, we don't have much choice. In my dream, I kept looking at Ludovico's empty chair and feeling the anger and pain. He shouldn't have died. How did the vampires know to be there?"
Elyssa looked up from the diary. "I think Daelissa is somehow pushing her to dream about Templar briefings. It would explain how the vampires knew about our arrival at La Casona."