It has been growing in Neith’s awareness, this sense of a directed and intentional message, addressed if not personally to her at least to someone like her. Nothing Hunter did was only one thing. She turned herself in: very well. What else did she achieve in doing so? She knew she would resist, and that that resistance might cost her her life. Thus she knew there would be an investigation of her death—or whatever serious injury she might suffer—and attached to that investigation must come an Inspector.