They stood beside the Block, a two-story rectilinear solid of smoky gray material that filled most of the block next to the Air & Space Museum. The dark, tumbled-down shape of a rubbled building resided in the center of the Block, but it was hard to see—the substance of the Block was barely translucent. The only decoration on the Block was a band of light-colored, raised lettering affixed to the surface about three meters up. The words were in Latin, which Andy didn’t read, but he’d heard they said something about memory and the promise of justice. The Block was a monument, all right, but a weird sort. Andy had never paid much attention to it. Why did SpellMan think he had any connection to it?